on a really windy day i was stopped at the bottom of one of the chairs waiting for friends when i saw a bill of some sort fly across my skis, i then proceeded to chase after it, went from midway of the mountain almost to the bottom where i glanced it get blown into the trees, where i searched for like 5 min, and found a nice, crispy $50 bill. so happy it wasnt just a single. then my friends were all pissed i disappeared until i found them and bought lunch and beers for all.