Killington: Long Live the King

The Mile High Club still eludes me, and I’ll never hit 500 home runs, not with all the steroids in the world.

killington the king of spring

But last Thursday, I joined the ranks of another exclusive set–this one of die-hard east coast skiers, and perhaps even more prestigious.

For the record I did it with Naked Viking Man, Girl in Bikini, and an army of green t-shirts that read “I like big bumps and I cannot lie.”

We scored a day of lift-served skiing at Killington in June. By The Beast’s own records, it’s been 15 years since anyone’s done that.

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