My first edition was published in 1977. And, while the prose is not lyrical or gripping, it is serviceable. There are some wonderful stories which span skiing in the Colorado, Denali, Lake Placid, Stowe, Canadian Rockies, and Norway.
I particularly loved the story from the 1930s when they got permission - Adirondacks as per New York Constitution are forever wild - to cut a downhill trail down from the summit of Mount Van Hoevenberg which paralleled the Olympic bob run. Of course, just like modern day advocates hoping for backcountry glades (like Vermont), the answer is often yes, just don't cut any trees more than 2 inches in diameter!