It would be fair to say that I ski alone three-quarters of my time. This is not that I'm asocial, but I find it hard to seek a Skiing mate that just happens to be available and ready to go when I am open to ski, not mentioning that, with age, my old buddies ski less often and prefer tamer terrain and conditions.
Aside from my family, with whom I ski whenever I get a chance to, I have grown accustomed to skiing by myself and by so doing I enjoy a great number of advantages. I decide when I go, when I return and what I ski. I don't have to wait for anyone – or God forbid, try to keep up the pace with a very strong skier.
I can also explore hair-raising spots without reservation or feeling any sense of responsibility for a companion. Skiing as a group is a process that is often marred by the weakest link in the chain (or the worst skier in the party).
I'm plenty curious to explore, revisit and try new itineraries. I'm not under the impression that I miss anything on my own, and I've skied alone for so long that it's become second nature to me!