Embracing the heart of winter before it dissolves into mud

Blogs must be fed frequently, I know... but I don't have time. Still, as this wondrously snowy weather fades into the mud season, I must at least post some cell phone pics from my trip last week to Vermont to visit some dear old pals... and to ski... at Stowe and at Mad River Glen, an amazing old-timey place in the 60s/hippie/crunchy/ski bum sense of the word... with views of Mt. Marcy in the Adirondacks on one side... 60 miles to the west? and Mt. Washington, xxx? miles to the east... this picture does not do it justice (Blackberry cameras are not alas very good) but that fine white line you see is Mt. Washington in NH... but here we are on the other side with NY's Adirondacks in view... incredible. Oh, and the skiing was pretty challenging, but I did okay on what MRG calls "the easiest" trails. They would be intermediate anywhere else, believe me.

Mad River also boasts a single chairlift, probably the last one in these United States. And NO snowboarders!!!