For the first time ever, I am not excited for ski season. IKON has taken my home resort, Snowbasin, and turned it into an experience akin to Disneyland during Thanksgiving break. It used to be that there would be at the very least Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday where it was blissfully quiet. No longer, especially on powder days--powder skis are good for one run if you're lucky, so I don't even own any now! Skiing was my escape during the dark days of winter when I typically get SAD (seasonal affective disorder) and the solitude of those few blissful days are gone. I relied on skiing to ease my midwinter anxiety, but last winter, it gave me more anxiety than anything. I have looked at other options but unless I drop $1600 on another season pass at Powder Mountain (ouch!) there are no alternatives.
Anyway, I've been pretty quiet lately because as an introvert who craves peace and tranquility, my winter haven is vasty different and not in a good way. I have tossed around backcountry, but between my boot fit woes that would make touring boots a nightmare, and my medical diagnosis that makes me more prone to strokes, I am hesitant to venture too far on my own. I can take up snowshoeing, but will have to go somewhere besides the Snowbasin trail system for that since parking by the resort is a joke anymore.
I know, first-world problems. I waited decades as an Air Force spouse to finally arrive at the destination I had dreamed of during his entire career, only to have it turned into a place I no longer recognize. So, it's heartbreaking and yeah, I'm not excited for ski season.