It’s been a dry December for many of us here in Connecticut in terms of snow. Last week, we were surprised when a few modest inches were at our doorsteps, only to disappear a few days later. As a skier, the words coming out of my mouth aren’t pretty and come with a vocabulary including words starting with the letter F, and it’s not a pleasant word!
What kind of winter is this? Last winter, we were digging ourselves out of igloos and investing in things we’ve never heard of like roof rakes. (Roof rakes? Have you heard of them before last year?) Yes, so far, this winter is radically different for us but luckily for us skiers, we know where to go when there’s a lack of snow.
Vermont. A rather quiet state to the north that is home to more cows and moose than people. Seriously, they should be counted in the census. This time of year, however, all those cows and moose lay low as skiers from all across the globe venture to the Green Mountains and make an impact on weekend populations. By Monday, I think the population decreases to one thousand for the entire state. Don’t quote me.
Last weekend, I made my way up to Okemo Mountain Resort in Ludlow. It was the moment I was waiting for. It was the first run of the season for me. With only 4 runs open, it was a modest beginning, but one I had to take advantage of before my adrenaline took advantage of me. As I peered my eyes to the summit, I could see small little dots coming down. (Those would be people by the way!) There I was standing front and center in front of Vermont’s primer place for skiing and riding. Talk about a dream come true. It was as if I was a kid again!
It was time to stop looking. It was time to get my ski legs ready and make a few twists and turns on fresh made powder thanks to the resorts excellent snow making staff who work day and night just to get it all right and make everyones dreams come alive.
Once I reached the top of the mountain, it was all downhill, and in a good way! With each twist and turn, a smile radiated from my face. Call me crazy, but I was having the time of my life as I took in the views of the surrounding Green Mountains. Nothing in the world could have taken away my happiness, not even the sudden thought that by coming to the mountain to ski, I suddenly broke the bank forgetting about a car payment that came out! Oops.
While the thought crossed my mind briefly, what mattered was I had the time of my life. We live once. Living out my life to the fullest continues to be one of the most important things on my agenda. If you’re not out enjoying yourself, you’re not out enjoying your life, right?
So, as we continue to have a snow deficit here in Connecticut, there’s one place that will always have plenty of people snow dancing and making snow. Vermont. A skiers paradise and a city slickers worst nightmare. Thank god I’m not a city slicker.
For more information, visit: http://www.okemo.com/