I have wonderful childhood memories that began when I was about 9 years old or so, learning to ski at “Andy’s” which I think was Sugarbush Hill, near Otter Lake. What a great way for a kid to spend winter weekends, morning lessons struggling up the hill with the rope tow, and the free for all in the afternoon with friends.
I remember it was certainly not much of a “lodge”!! Warming up by a fire, sitting on wooden benches. Then the school buses from the back of a bowling alley, load all the skis on top of each other in the back and pile in, off to Calabogie. Every Saturday, every winter, for as long as I lived in SF.