Over the weekend, I took a trip up to Boyne Falls, Michigan to go skiing with a group of friends.
I had not been skiing in 8 years. The last time was my freshman year spring break with my dad in Park City, Utah.
Since it has been so long, I was a bit nervous. Fortunately, it all came right back, just like riding a bike.
My skiing skills were not the only thing that came right back to me over the weekend.
While riding the chairlift, we noticed a number of items that had been dropped on the run below. Sometimes it’s a single glove, a hat, maybe even a ski, but we actually started noticing a lot of beer cans.
I have cleaned up beaches before, but never a mountain (Is it acceptable to call them mountains in Michigan? Asking for a friend). Suddenly I was on a mission to pick up the pieces that did not belong on the pristine powder, and I was not alone!
Here is my friend Eric and I completely staging this beer can collection. We had picked it up on the way down a run and since it’s not super easy to take a picture mid-ski, we chose to recreate the moment on some flatter terrain.
I stuffed each can into my coat pocket until we got down to the chairlift, where I handed it off to the attendant, who would then give me a super quizzical look. (AKA, Why are you giving me a beer can?)
Hey, garbage cans and recycling bins are not super common on mountains/hills! What else am I supposed to do with it?!
I am fully aware that each time we took a picture with a beer can or handed it off to the attendant, it looked like we were the ones doing the drinking.
But in reality, we were being the good guys who picked up after everyone else. I do not condone drinking while operating skis or snowboards, but if you are going to do it, at least get a reusable flask and stop leaving your trash where you are about to go ski!