More skiing

A mere two weeks after returning from our ski trip to Colorado, we were off to the slopes once again! This time our destination was the Okemo ski resort (pronounced Oh-key-mo) in Vermont, with a large group of friends from Tom’s choir. Just over 30 of us converged on the charming little town of Ludlow late on the Friday night, mostly driving up after work. Tom actually organised the whole thing – car-pool arrangements, the accommodation (we took over an entire establishment, the charming Homestyle Hostel), our group dinner reservation, even the lift passes – and it was a resounding success.

Continue reading

Colorado again

I’m sure I’ve forgotten to tell you about all sorts of interesting New York things lately, but it seems like 2018 so far has been all about the travel. After our trip to New Orleans Tom spent 10 days in England for work, then almost as soon as he got home he was off again, this time on his annual jolly (sorry, conference) in Las Vegas. As in previous years, we took advantage of his being out west as an excuse for a holiday, so I flew over to join him after the conference was over for a few days of skiing in Colorado.

Continue reading

Skiing Jay Peak, a postscript

Having left you with a somewhat less than enthusiastic review yesterday I felt I should post an update, especially as today (the fourth and final skiing day) could not have been more different to the rest. Perhaps it was because we had got into a good routine, maybe I was feeling better, possibly it was due to higher temperatures (it got up to a balmy 26F, I believe), but whatever the lucky combination of circumstances they resulted in us having an absolutely fantastic day.

Our favourite black runs, the perfect view from our hotel window.

Continue reading

Skiing Jay Peak

“Oh it’s beautiful up there”, said everyone we told about our planned ski trip to Jay Peak in northern Vermont. Some people even commented that it was quite a long way away, although nobody we know on this side of the Atlantic was at all surprised that we were driving up (a not inconsiderable 400 miles or so). The one thing, however, which I don’t recall anyone mentioning, is how abso-perishing-lutely freezing we should expect it to be.

view behind Jay Peak

Continue reading

Skiing Brian Head (at last!)

Having escaped from Las Vegas, we drove happily across the desert and up into the mountains, stopping at a nice little diner en route. In the original plan for this trip we would have caught the greyhound bus, which I’m sure would have been quite the experience, but I very much enjoyed driving my red jeep (especially as it had cruise control).

Driving to the mountains!
Continue reading