Skipped out on Senior class trip in HS to the poconos since I wasn't a school activity kind of guy. But when in college, my JHS fight buddy (always talking about fighting each other in the school yard after school, but never agreed on a place) met someone a few years older that skies regularly and a whole gang of us newbies joined up with the grown up (I think he might be 5 years older than us, but anybody out of college age is considered a grown up) on a multi-day trip to Windham. We did the usual, two people check into a motel, everybody else sneak in, sleep in his van when nobody has vacancies, etc. But right from the start, the mountain separated the ones who loves the speed (even though, it was probably no more than 25mph) vs the ones who were scared to go down.
We skied the bunny slope once then headed straight to their blue trail wraparound, where the daredevils amongst were straightlining it the whole way. I think at the end of the 3 day trip, we were taken to the Wall and Wolverine. The grown up guy skiied down the headwall and I tried to follow, and as the trail flattened out, we basically took off our skies and hung out so the rest of the group to catch up, which might have been 20min or so. Now that I only ski with one other person of a skill level not too far off from me, I don't know how that grown up had the patience to wait for the slowest amongst us to catch up on every run. It was ski 1000 ft, stop and wait a while for everyone, repeat that the whole way down.
Most of the newbies amongst us probably stopped skiing, I might be the one or two that kept on that sport for decades afterward.