I try to avoid it like I would avoid hurtling myself over a frozen waterfall of thick blue ice, but every once in a while my travels around the ski resort will lead me here. It’s not as nerve-wracking as trying to set an edge into a frozen cliff, but the mere thought of this place makes me shudder as though I were stuck indefinitely in an overstuffed elevator.
It’s the ski rental line.
Fortunately, my family has been at a point where this perfectly necessary and friendly corner of the ski resort is as good as invisible to us. My kids own their stuff now that they’ve grown out of junior equipment, so unless one of us has suffered a theft or sudden equipment failure, or simply uses the rental shop as a cut-through to somewhere else we want to be on a frigid day … well, you get the point.
Most families who ski regularly each season (regularly can be loosely defined as more than two weekends to upward of 100-plus ski days) understand. These lines are fraught with frustration for anyone in a hurry. While talented shop technicians furiously work wonders with screwdrivers, base grinders, dirty socks and stacks of painstakingly necessary paperwork to get hundreds of skiers and riders of all ages out on the hill, most regulars with younger kids opt for a better solution — a junior seasonal leasing program.