It was with great pleasure and minor fanfare that we discovered that the Moondog had found his way into our lives during our recent swing through Utah and Idaho. You will recall that it was less than two years ago when, needing an extra set of hands on the wax bench, the Moon Dog, on essentially no notice, took a couple days off from his engineering job and jumped on a flight to spend his weekend concocting magical klister potions and slippery flouro surprises for us in Soldier Hollow. This time, though we didn’t have the pleasure of his company or his ski-waxing wizardry, it was nice to see his smiling face looking up at us from the wax bench shelf.
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