Jay Skunked, Burlington Buried
Today was an inauspicious beginning to my ski season. It’s not everyday that Jay Peak gets nothing from a storm that buries Burlington.
Last weekend, while Jay was receiving over a foot of dense snow, work and kept me away from the mountain. Once my work schedule relented, a rain/freeze event locked up the snow pack.
No problem, I thought. There was a snow storm on the back end. However, it deflected up the Champlain Valley and didn’t overrun the green mountain spine as expected. And then, just as I left the mountain, it started nuking.
During my skin up, I had to keep reminding myself that I was already at the mountain and on skins, so it made little sense to not take a full run. Despite the frozen lunar surface, I kept skinning and hoping for better snow higher up.
Vermonter did have better snow. But it required constant line changes to stay in the soft stuff. By the time I reached the Wiggle, I resigned myself to agonizing foot pain. This will be over soon, and then these will be the worst turns of the entire season. It will never be any worse.
During the following days, Jay got another foot or two. But work kept me away from the mountain until the next frozen-precip event. My current work schedule is sadly inverted to the weather.












