I’m so new at this stuff that each new mountain that I ski is like its own little adventure. Cheesy…I know. It is though! This one was cool because:
- I was going with eight very strong skiers and/or snowboarders. My buddy Kyle is the one that plugged me into this group. Many of these guys even skied on their college teams.
- This was the furthest north that I’ve ever been without buying a plane ticket. In fact, if someone were so brazen as to take the Tram to the top of the mountain, one could see all of the way to Montreal. …too bad that only the most difficult trails are accessed by the tram.
I skied about a half dozen different trails at Jay. We got over six inches of snow the night that I arrived. As a result, these were, by far, the best ski conditions that I’ve ever had. I also found a new favorite trail: Deer Run. I think it’s funny that the double black diamonds bare names like Green Baret, Timbuktu, and Derick Hot Shot. Meanwhile, my cruiser trails have names like Harmony Lane, Sweetheart, and Grammy Jay. Here’s a picture of the top of Deer Run. Awesome!
As always, I call it a successful day when I can come home bruiseless. I rushed home on Sunday to watch the Super Bowl with Wifey. Apparently, that was bad luck for the Pat’s. It’s going to take a while for us New Englanders to get over this loss. Be sure to check out a few of the other landscape pics that I took while on the slopes.