Can a family have too many ski buddies?
No way.
Great weather! We finally made it to the summit!
New resarch has shown that the main problem with last year’s trip to Jay Peak in Northern Vermont wasn’t the frigid cold wind and sleet. We just didn’t have enough families along.
This year, we added a half dozen or so friends to our roster and had a hoot of a time. It didn’t hurt that the weather was beautiful, all lifts were running and we could actually get to the top of the mountain.
Hanging out in our pals’ room, with snacks
Other improvements over last year’s trip (which itself was really fun, as is evident in the fact that we wanted to go back): we brought lots of food, because we knew we’d have a kitchen in our room, almost all our friends were on the same floor as us, and we give the kids lots more freedom to visit the waterpark whenever they wished.
Here are some highlights:
Riding on the lift with Eliza…
…and on the Tram with the Sullivans
Late-ish mornings, because we stayed right at the mountain
Late-ish evenings because even the German restaurant we went to wasn’t far from the hotel at all
Which ones are our kids? We could never ski fast enough to catch up and find out.
Getting ready for the potluck dinner on night 3.
The second day of skiing was not as brilliantly sunny, but an extra lift was running and it allowed us access to the most appreciated run on the whole mountain. Some of us went on Derek’s Hot Shot five times. It was steep, but not bumpy and there was plenty of snow to keep us in control. (Ed. — Last year Derek’s H
A gray day two sky hovering over Jen and the summit
ot Shot was very bumpy and pretty icy, too. This year’s iteration was much, much better.)
Taking off down Derek’s Hot shot — it’s steeper than it looks here.
Even though several of us went in early because of tired legs, some of us — the ones with the oldest and most tired legs — kept on skiing until the lifts stopped running at 4. Then we walked, stiff-legged, to the outdoor hot tub for a little therapy.
It’s 3:20, can we make it down to the Flier lift before it closes for the day? (We made it. And Chris Hall did, too, after taking our picture.)
Legs not to tired to walk all the way down to the end of the longest candy counter in the world
Then to top it all off, we stopped in Littleton, NH, on the way home for some Thai food and a singular treat. We visited Chutter’s, a store that boasts the longest candy counter in the world.