Ian Forgays was a backcountry skier: “Skiin’ Ian” as he was known and “Lincoln Lynx.” He wasn’t the type of guy you would see on chairlifts, unless it was the Single Chair at Mad River Glen where he worked as a part-time liftie, manning the summit station. You might catch glimpses of him between the trees, a yellow or red jacket charging down a drainage off the spine of the Greens, a plume of powder shooting up behind like white smoke. That white smoke was an elixir. It was what Forgays, 54, was after when … (read more)
