Gay Apres: Winter Sports Fanatic Scott Holman Loves Cold Men, Slippery Slopes, and Vacations Filled with Ups and Downs

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I have long been a ski freak, but now that I live in Manhattan I need to ski, to trade in grimy concrete for pristine powder and diesel fumes for the scent of pine. For many years it seemed to me that skiing was an activity that some gay people did, but never collectively; skiing was not a gay activity.

Enter gay ski week. My first was the daddy of them all, Aspen, Colo., over a decade ago. I was crammed into a tiny room with my best friend. We packed ourselves into every event venue with hot gay guys, regal queens drenched in fur, and sporty lesbians who were just as curious as I was to see who would win the downhill (literally and …