The resort shit show is one of many reasons I don't frequent them often. Though I still do hold a pass good for Copper, Winterpark, and Steamboat. All of those places can have their ski patrol issues, but it's been a long time since I've had a run in. In fact Sushicat's son was trying to keep up with me on the Mary Jane trail and I flew by a bunch of ski patrol giving them a wide berth, where they pulled him over. Evidently I looked in control and he was kind of a spaz. So I'll give them credit there. Plus I like to have some "slackcountry" days using lifts to get me to the goods. Last Friday at Winterpark was perfect for that and I had blast.
Overall though it's hard to beat getting after it own your own. I've met up and made several great friends riding in the backcountry, every year. I don't think I've made one friend by meeting them randomly at a resort. It's a true brotherhood out there.