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Meet The Neighbors

Chris Smith, full-time ski patroller, part-time friend

4 min read


Word came to me a day later. Apparently, one of my daughters made out with a random guy in Foresters and my good friend, Chris Smith, stood by and watched the whole thing develop.

When I caught up with him, I said, "Dude! What gives? You see my daughter making out with somebody in the bar and you don't stop it? I thought you had my back."

His eyes twinkled and he said, "Hey man, who am I to stand in the way of true love?"

I stifled a laugh, trying to act tough. I failed. It was such a quintessential Smith comment I couldn't stay mad — or even faux mad.

So I didn't.

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Living the dream in Hawaii. Aloha Chris! Photo courtesy Chris Smith.

I first met Smith at Brundage. For the last few years, we've been on patrol together, me a lowly volunteer, him a hill captain. Like most of our locals, Smith wandered the planet a bit before deciding to call McCall home.

A product of Texas — and the reason I keep promising to develop a line of stickers saying, "Let's Mess With Texas!" — Smith grew up hunting, fishing, playing football, diving, and, of all things, skiing. No word on if he skied in jeans — but I'm guessing yes.

His first stop, post-high school, was the University of Alabama, where he followed the rules, getting a degree in Geographic Information Systems (GIS) and, if rumor holds true, somehow stealing an alligator in a moment of, shall we say, impaired courage. I didn't get the whole story — or really anything but the whisper of it, so if you run into him around town, maybe use this as a conversation starter.

Picture of Chris Smith on skis on top of Crested Butte Mountain in Colorado.
Snow Basin laps in Utah. Photo courtesy Chris Smith.

Post-college, he took a job in his field of study and started "real life." He found himself with three computer monitors on his stand-up desk, clicking a mouse millions of times a day in exchange for a paycheck.

One day, he got a call from his brother. He was leaving his banking job at the ripe age of 26 to become a kayak guide.

"I was like, you can do this?" says Smith. So, with barely eight months under his belt as a GIS worker, he quit and headed for Big Corn Island off the coast of Nicaragua to be a diving guide – a passion of his from the age of 10.

"My Dad was worried, for both of us," says Smith. "He didn't know if our employment options could support a nice lifestyle. But, it all worked out."

Smith found himself working in dive locations during the diving season — Big Corn Island, Mexico, Hawaii — and working at ski resorts in the winter (Crested Butte).

"I started in lift ops," he says, "but I quickly learned I wanted to be a patroller. I saw these guys coming through the lift line covered in powder and decided that's what I want to do for work."

It didn't happen right away. He worked himself up in lift ops and travelled to ski other resorts around the country. One day, he saw a social media post showing someone skiing Hidden Valley at Brundage.

"I saw it," says Smith, "and was interested. I never heard of Brundage. So, on my next trip to ski Epic Pass resorts in the Pacific Northwest, I made a point of hitting McCall on the way home."

His first stop in town was FoggLifter Café.

"I walked into FoggLifters and immediately this good-old boy starts chatting me up. The vibe was amazing from the moment I first stopped in town."

Liking the local scene, Smith spent a couple of days storm-riding Brundage and fell in love.

"I knew this was my next home by the time I left town," he says.

So, in the winter of 2022, after his trip to Africa where he rafted the Nile, he found himself in McCall applying for a job as a patroller. And the rest, as they say, is history.

He joined the patrol, worked his way up to hill captain, and became a stalwart of the patrol. He also discovered his next adventure — flying. He earned his private pilot license and is now looking to turn patrolling and diving into hobbies as he moves on to a career as a pilot — something fun that pays enough to afford him the opportunity to buy a house and invest in his future.

It's almost like he's returning to his 22-year-old ways, but with the wisdom of some really cool experiences and a plan for more adventure down the road.

And, speaking of wisdom, his comment to me about not standing in the way of true love turned out to be spot-on. The guy my daughter randomly made out with is now her fiancé. I can't believe he was right.

To listen to the full conversation with Smith, access the podcast version wherever you normally get your podcasts. Or, use the player on our website.

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