When we are doing blasting for avalanches, we have to do “crowd control” making sure no one crosses our rope fences. (Clearly marked with signs saying why it is closed, and that offenders will be charged with trespassing”) On this particular day we have a rope fence set up right as you get off the chair. Each person who arrives at the top we explain what is going on before pointing out the bomb on the slope above.
As a crowd watches, a skier and his young son get off the chair, taking off his skis he walks under the rope fence right beside myself and another patroller, to stand on the other side.
Patroller 2: Excuse me sir. You need to come back on this side of the rope.
Patroller 2: You’ll need to come back on this side of the rope.
Skier: You’re kidding me..
Me: Sorry sir, its for your own safety incase we get a bigger avalanche than planed. And we have a black and white rule, if you cross our fence line, we have to pull your pass.
Skier: You’re F***ing kidding me! You’re going to pull my pass for just coming up to watch this?
Me: I’d rather not.. I just need you to step back on this side.
Skier: You’ve got to be F***ing joking.. I came up here to just ski down the blue run with my son, and you’re going to get me into trouble for this?!
Me: Look sir.. It’s for your own safety, and my boss is up there, if he sees that you’re on the other side of the fence, we’ll both lose our jobs.
Skier, well walking up to get about an inch away from my face: Well you’re going to have to pull my pass! You little ****
Me: Gladly sir, as long as you come to this side of the line…
The man ended up huffing off to put on his skis and ski away (on the right side of the line), the whole while cursing more than anyone I’ve ever heard. Worse of all, the whole time his 7 year old son was begging him to stop.