It's not so much slow lifts as the rate of chairs departing/arriving. you can have a fast lift with widely spaced chairs, in the extreme a detachable lift. no one wants any more skiers on the terrain at tline, but I've been on fixed grip lifts all around the country and their's just feel crazy slow.

I actually think they should install *another* slow lift to the midpoint and then run the orange lift faster without worrying about the mid-station. That will embarrass the 'silver queen' into running faster, and everyone will be happier.

I like slow lifts; they keep the crowds down on the slopes. If the choice is between crowds in the lift line or crowds on the slopes, I'll take crowds in the lift lines. I would not want to see more lift capacity at Timberline. The slopes are already at or beyond their carrying capacity IMHO.

JohnL, you and the jimmy-meister took leave during what was probably one of the most epic of epic weeks for pow-pow at the end of March. N

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