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Adam Sather shreds it up under the lights.Nightlife in the winter can sometimes seem one-dimensional. The music
scene grows a bit stagnant; the bar crawl can bring on fits of déj vu.
Most of winter's allure derives from the prospect of hitting the
slopes, and it's an activity that many of us partake in regularly.But even with as much skiing as we do, night skiing is a pastime mostly unfamiliar
to us Bendites. Mt. Bachelor being so close, most of us would probably
rather hit the hill early the next day than make the trip to Hoodoo,
Ski Bowl or Mt. Hood Meadows.
Like most great ideas, my decision to
drive to Hoodoo was made on a whim. A particularly nasty
day-after-Christmas storm and low visibility sent us home early from
Mt. Bachelor still hungry for a few more turns. With the snow still
falling, we loaded up the car, popped in our clear lenses and took off
to Hoodoo's opening night. About an hour later we pulled into the
parking lot, quickly threw on our gear and rushed off to meet our
friends who were already enjoying the heavy and steady extra-light
snowfall.