Spring skiing...or is it?

It was starting to look like spring...but wait, this weekend it was 18 degrees on the mountain. Oh, then it was 40, then 18 again, and 40. Yep, that's spring in New England. As you can see, the boys took advantage of the heat and donned the slopes in only a fleece. I, on the other hand, maintained my 4 layer minimum. Why? I don't know. I'm always cold. Whether it's -8 or 48, riding the lift puts a chill inside that doesn't seem to disappear until the end of the day when we hit Ptarmigan's for margaritas and beer.

Conditions were beautiful for most of the day both Friday and Saturday this week. No school on Friday gave us the extra day on the slopes. So on Sunday, we treated ourselves to breakfast at Peach's, our favorite little breakfast stop, before heading home and back to reality.

Brandon's end of the season ski bash was loads of fun...video and all. You'll have to see it but I can't post it here. I'll pass it along shortly...no worries. After that, lots of food and fun with new and old friends. Talk of next season is already in process but the consensus is we're ready for spring and sailing season.

Welcome to New England

Where else but New England can you ski on ice one Saturday, seven days later ski in slush, then two days later be in a blizzard again? Very weird, but typical for this time of year. The impending spring trying to break out brings surprises every day. Even the birds are confused. And don't get me started on the squirrels.



As you can see they're giving Bonnie a headache. Poor thing. She's just itching to get out there to snag a few. But I digress...

Skiing this weekend was actually quite a bit of fun. Yes, it was 50 degrees on Saturday with bright sunshine and the snow melted to a nice slushy consistency. There were kids skiing on the half pipe in shorts and no shirts. Show offs! Sunday froze up a bit as the sun stayed behind the clouds most of the day making it a really nice spring ski day for all.

We came home to waterfront property in the afternoon. Merrymeeting Road will have to be renamed Merrymeeting Lake. At the rate it's going, visitors to Echo Lake will end up in the wrong place. Sorry folks, the real lake is around the corner. The novelty was just what the boys needed after a full day of skiing.

One more week and the ski program is officially over. The mountain is expected to stay open until around April 13th so we have another month of skiing...in the slush. Woo hoo!

Spring is upon us

Spring is certainly upon us. Just take a look at our skating rink, er, driveway! No, I'm not ice skating. I'm simply balancing to make it to the car without landing on my butt.

The melt then freeze made skiing very interesting this past weekend. But we all took it in stride. Cam always smiling as we head out to the slopes. Brandon back with his buddies in the ski group blazing down the mountain; his final journey with cast on wrist. I, on the other hand, gritted my teeth, chattered across the frozen corduroy, and landed at Bear Peak for much needed hot cocoa. Then, I chattered my way back to Attitash after a few short runs at Bear for coffee. Lodge to lodge. That was the kind of day it was. Sunday improved as the groomers did their thing Sat. night with support from the environment.

Keeping our fingers crossed for snow, not rain tonight!