Showing posts from February, 2012

A Classic Afternoon

With ants in my pants at work today, I knew that a tour through the woods was going to be a lot more personally rewarding than sitting on a chairlift for a few hours. Still trying to figure out classic skiing, I headed on down to the touring center...and today I was able to put my skis on without any help from strangers :). Perhaps it was my new Mammut Rash Jacket, a super sick windstopper piece with thumbies that somehow matches my Mammut Eiger Extreme Mittellegi Pants. The full-zip jacket weighs like 7 ounces, so it's perfect for XC running and skiing. I've been looking at it in the shop for months now and with the snow finally providing a great excuse for XC skiing, I went for it.
So, if I couldn't ski for crap, at least I looked the part.
I can be such a Herb sometimes, oh well. Anyways, we had two hours to kill while the BF went down to Rutland for Stick and Puck, so it was off to see if we could even last for a two hour ski. I mean, I had no idea what kind of …

A Classic Lunch Beak

Reason # 736,487,102 why it's great to work at a Backcountry Ski Shop with a XC Touring Center:
LUNCH BREAK With the sun beating down upon us and glitter powder still plenty abundant, our groomer was able to lay down some sweet XC Track at Mountain Meadows today :) This was a first for me...and also only my fourth time classic skiing at all what-so-ever. I am definitly still a novice. So much so that when my boss' sister-in-law came skating up to the touring center I had to ask her for assistance in putting my skis on. Yeah, it was only slightly embrassasing to have her come smoothly skating up while I'm sitting in a lawn chair like an old man trying to make things work. At first I was worried that the track would make me feel be confined to a single track with such beautiful powder right alongside me. But as we followed Blue Ski Trail through the woods and down toward the lake, I was amazed at how much glide I could get while the ski just floated thro…

Your Freshies Just Got Snaked By A Dog

As the sun rose over the Green Mountains, Vespi and I made our way up toward our own little piece of heaven

Killington Night Powder

After getting out of my shift last Saturday night, Vespi and I just had to check out the powder from the surprise 6" snowstorm we got Saturday evening.   As we started our descent, the sky began to clear and we headed out into the still darkness to enjoy some light, fluffy glitter snow.  
Check it Out!

It Snowed!! (Finally)

I was a little nervous yesterday - as anyone who follows my twitter account is well aware. Would we get snow? How much? Would I have time after my double shifts to go skiing?   I was honestly having heart palpatations.

As I did my cash out at the bar last night, the clock struck 10pm - giving me just enough time to reach my goal of boots on and heading up the mountain by 11pm.

Skiing with the Boyfriend

We fell in love skiing together
We ski together in love.

Powder with the Puppies!

If that puppy eats just one more ski sock...obviously, it was time to take Cooper & Vei out skiing again before
(a) the house was completely destroyed from all the wrestling or
(b) all ski socks were sufficiently filled with puppy teeth made holes

Waiting for First Chair?

An amazing lift service miracle happened today

Early Morning Snowshoe

Double shifts and holiday work weeks make just a simple stroll through the woods seem magical

Tree Skiing: Sketchy NOT Thin

After skinning through the woods on Monday afternoon, I just knew that the trees would be just good enough to ski :)

Valentine's On Ice

Having listened to everyone bitch about how "icy" it has been through the east coast, we thought we would spend our Valentine's Day by celebrating some true ice.
You know, the kind with FISH UNDER IT!

Sunny Skin To Killington Peak

Left my house at 2pm this afternoon with my skis over my shoulder and walked the 0.3 miles to the trailhead. After that, it was a two hour skin ascent looking into the sun. Through well-trodden ski trails, across gnarly workroads and atop untouched fluffy snow amidst the trees, I wound my way around the mountain.

The goal?
One of my absolute favoritest places in the entire world:
Killington Peak

But its not the destination, its the journey.


We were dressed. We were ready.
We were thwarted. We pulled into the lot at 6:30am in hopes of making a quick skin up the mountain before work on Friday morning. Unfortunately for us, Killington's Grooming Department had the same idea. They were everywhere. Reworking the Superstar Liftline, fixing Highline, putting the finishing touches on Snowshed, Snowdon and Ramshead.
While I love my ski mornings, I have no intention of bothering men at work - or putting my and Vespi's lives in danger for a few turns. The BF groomed for a few years, and after riding in the cab with him a couple times (I would knit whiile he drove), I know how sketchy the visibility is and how much then can slide on steep terrain. I don't want to be anywhere near a groomer while they're working.
So Vespi and I sat in the Upper Snowshed Parking Lot for a while, watched the groomers reconstruct what is passing for snow this season into something magical for the lift service addicts to ski upon…

Skiing in the Moonlight, well, sort of...

Vespi and I were so ready for the Snowmoon.
We had seen the trails all aglow the night before and were super stoked to get ourselves some night skiing - no headlamp required.

Guest Post: Cooper's First Puppy Ski!

At three months old, the humans and I took Cooper out for his first Puppy Ski.

Wow, it's Bright in the Daylight!

I haven't rode the lift in two weeks.

Pre-Game Prep: SkiBum Style

With the shop scheduled to close at 6pm and kick-off set from only thirty minutes later, I moped around all day. I just knew I should have gotten up four hours after I got home from my bartending shift to get my turns in...

Pitch Black Powder

I can't sleep
I punch my pillow and roll over onto my stomach in hopes of getting a few more hours of sleep before heading down to the shop.

guest post: from yet another ktown ski bum

it's no secret that this year's been trying to east coast ski bums, so when i heard on monday that mad river glen got 4-6 inches of fresh pow to our 2, i knew our annual trip to mrg would be more than just a chance to meet some kind people and enjoy some fine vermont beer. 

    throw back the clock to a time when we skied fluffy white pow!