This guy was named Bob. I never really knew him, but he was well loved at Gore.
Bob
He loaded the old Sunway double, a good chair for people who were just beyond beginner.
Back in Nov 2011 I had my only real experience with him. It was fun.
I was riding the Sunway chair waiting my daughter's lesson to end. I had 40 bucks in my pocket, for a instructor tip. (Usually gave 20, forgot why I had 40 this time.) Somehow I lost both bills. (Camp knows... I lose shit!)
So the lesson ends, and I'm quietly cursing as I go BACK to my wallet for more cash. We say goodbye to Erin the instructor and I start to load the Sunway Chair again. On a whim I said to Bob ... "this is probably a ridiculous question but did you find $40 bucks on the ground?"
Bob said: "What denomination?"
Me: "Two twenties."
And he hands me the money, This is all happening in the time it took to load the chair. (It moved really slow but still, I'm transacting here!) As we are pulling away I say to him: "You take half!" I reached back and slapped one in his palm and he smiles big. That was so much fun. I looked at the guy who shared the chair with me and we both said ... "Did that just happen?"
Bob passed a few years later.
RIP Bob.