Dek:
In this isolated little ski area in Argentina, there is this choice: Join the South Americans at the disco and sleep all day, or go to bed early and get after the powder stashes yourself. By Brigid Mander. Photo by Aaron Dahill.
Sleepily stepping out the hotel door into darkness at 5:40 A.M., I run smack into a group of drunken Argentines. I knew what was coming…after all, this is Valle de Las Leñas, Argentina.
The Argentines were doing, in their eyes, what one should be doing at that hour. in Las Leñas—heading home from the disco. I was the weird one, with my ski gear and a loaded pack. I did my best to explain that to climb and ski a big mountain, you had to start early. It was obvious this made no dent in their horror, so I gave up, smiled, and waved a pole in farewell.
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