I have always believed that you can ski pretty much anywhere as long as you have a bit of creativity and a whole lot of patience. Ever since I moved into my new place in Boston I've been eyeing a 40 foot tall rock wall in a park next to my house. I knew it was skiable but I had to wait months for the snow to fall. I tested it during every single storm and played with all different types of lighting and angles. After getting absolutely dumped on here in Boston I knew the time was right. Where's the weirdest place you've ever skied?