"Here at last"
"Here at last" captures a special "moment" for me in my skiing career. Over the years I heard of Jay Peak and how it is the place to ski if you like steep and deep snow, no crowds, and great hospitality and that's exactly how I like it. Well, last year I finally was able to make my first visit to Jay. It started days before as I anticipated my arrival and dreamed of what the weekend would entail. Would there be snow in the glades? Would it be crowded with long lift lines? On Friday morning I began my 5 hour voyage from Connecticut to Jay, wishing and hoping that it would be snowing and the conditions would be perfect. It's a long ride up I 91 and I was getting nervous since there really wasn't much snow to speak of all the way to Orleans. It took until Westfield and Troy on Rt 100 and Rt 101 where there was finally a snow cover on the ground. Still, I was nervous knowing that I was within miles of Jay. The weather was beautiful, mid 20's with a light wind, but the lack of snow had me worried. To my surprise as I headed up Rt 242, the sun went behind the clouds and the skies darked. Snow began to fall, and the farther up the mountain I went, the harder it came down. And then I came upon the Welcome sign to Jay Peak, the snow falling and adding up and I was relieved. "Here at last" I said to myself, and that began what was an epic weekend on the slopes of the best mountain in the East!
