I have always felt welcomed at Squaw. I used to feel welcomed at Alpine.
(To self: Stop whining and Go Ski!)
What? I dirtbagged two weekends and slept near Far East and used the bathroom to brush up, rise and shine. Just me, the Lab, and the Subie watching the sunrise before the bay area shitstorm commenced. Any employees around were generally friendly and even stoked to see me and the dog with such broad smiles.