Stuffed with delectable victuals from my friend Capn Bill in Dixon, we continue our freeloading tour of New Mexico ski areas with Sipapu. This is a very small, low-key hill. You can get an RV site with your lift ticket here. We’re tempted, but we stick with our hiking MO. These slopes are definitely the most ethnically diverse we’ve experienced, but there is still no diversity in skier’s response to the sight of us climbing the hill. “You’re going the wrong way!” is the sole exclamation. A few other people briefly join our hike when one of the small Pomerelle lifts derails (a Pom lift pulls skiers up the hill on the ground). It’s almost ridiculously warm and sunny. Our run is short and sweet, broken up by some chatting with a pair of friendly Texans.