Nope, no global warming here.
With this issue, SKI concludes its 1964-65 winter publishing season, but we hope that our readers will not bring their ski activities to an abrupt end. Some of the best skiing blessed by long sunlit hours comes in March and April and on, in places, to May, June and July. In fact, in a world made smaller by jet aircraft, skiing never ends. To prove the point, Mt. Tom, Massachusetts, instructor Jules Eberhard travelled last summer (northern hemisphere summer, that is) to Australia, whence he sent this picture showing that the chairlift maintenance crew at The Chalet in New South Wales was having an unusually easy time of adjusting sheaves on the towers. The reason: snow, piled up in depths of 38 feet, buried chairs and reached almost to the top of the towers. By the end of July, so much snow had fallen in the winter land of kangaroos and koala bear that hotels has disappeared up to the third floor.