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It was early February and things seemed honky dory. We had the perfect season going, zero to 60 and it just kept right on snowing. 350” from November 20 th until February 6 th . Pow was plentiful, turns were deep, and life was how its suppose to be. But then I felt it. A shudder. A glitch in matrix. Disturbance in the force. Well, okay. I had seen a news report of a “bad virus” wreaking havoc in China and that it was expected to become a pandemic. And then an atmospheric river hit. 6.5” of water in 60 hours and with a lot of wind. We were interlodged for 53 hours(not allowed to go outside). That was bizarre. But no biggie. Back to life. But the snow stopped. And the rumors grew. We are a large ski lodge that has guests from all over the world crammed into tight quarters. I was worried about an outbreak. Finally, there were rumors of closing, I was relieved. We were getting derailed in slow motion. As someone who has struggled with anxiety