Ever since the meeting of my knee with a Mont Sainte-Anne rock on April 21, I was hoping I could get back into shape fast enough to conclude my season on a better note. <BR> <BR>Last week, my knee had recovered enough for me to think of getting a few lift-served turns on an easy slope. Not many options were available: Bretton Woods would be the way. <BR> <BR>Along with a friend, we arrived in the parking lot at 9:30. We were glad we hadn't expected much... All we saw was bare ground, with a few large patches of snow. At first, it was quite difficult for our eyes to see a connection amongst the patches, but looking carefully, we realized that they did, in fact constitute a run. <BR> <BR>Of course, as the website said and ticket-lady told us, some walking would be required. Upon our observations while going up, we saw that only one middle section and the very top had breaks, and while skiing, we discovered that we could "grass ski" our way over them. <BR> <BR>So it was pretty much up and down all day, with the sun making a real damage to the trail. The breaks became larger, and the narrow connector to the loading area disappeared, forcing us to walk from the trail to the lift. Other breaks appeared in the middle section. <BR> <BR>Soon enough, we started wondering if that would be their last day of operation. We were told that they would open one more day, mostly to get the passholders happy... Saturday was certainly not really worth it anymore. <BR> <BR>Anyway, the most interesting part of the day was certainly at the end... No snow had been put back on the loading area during the whole day, leaving much of the wood structure exposed... <BR> <BR>After I sat down on the chair, the tip of my ski got pushed towards the plank of wood at the end of the loading area... <BR> <BR>But due to the lack of snow the tip did not go over the plank... <BR> <BR>And I couldn't lift my ski... <BR> <BR>Nor could I slide it on the side... <BR> <BR>So as the chair went forward, the pressure built... <BR> <BR>So my ski bent... <BR> <BR>And bent... <BR> <BR>And broke. <BR> <BR>Then the chair went forward again... <BR> <BR>Getting to my pole, which I was trying to use to help me lift my foot... <BR> <BR>Thus breaking the pole too... <BR> <BR>And then the chair stopped. <BR> <BR>Sounds like fun? <BR> <BR>Not really, but the resort certainly did its best to ease the pain. I was quickly brought to guest service, whose manager promptly appologized and offered to replace or reimburse my equipment. <BR> <BR>Having had to deal with resorts' client services quite a bit in the past, I must say that though it was clearly the worst problem I had encountered, it was certainly the best response and attitude I had ever experienced... <BR> <BR>But now, how can I end the season on a good note?