I settle into Portillo’s iconic pool deck hot tub, nursing an aggressive hangover—the result of trying to drink as much cheap wine as the resort’s friendly employees. Soon, a charming Chilean gentleman begins telling me about an epic winter he experienced here as a child in the ’70s.
I know a lot of guides who manage to ski all day and only drink a half-liter of tea. They also tend to have their first kidney stones around the age of 40. Fun! Conversely, when I toured with Greg … [Read More...]