Today was an amazing day at Jay. An almost ideal setup occurred to make this a special day.
A few inches fell on Friday with only the Jet running. Then a freak foot of fresh, that was not in the forecast, fell overnight. Only Jay got it and not many people were there to enjoy it.
Working three long and difficult work days while an epic storm impacted the entire northeast would have been miserable if I even had the time or presence of mind to dwell on the fact. But all of my energy was explicitly devoted to meeting an end of week deadline. I was so drained from three days of intensity that I took Saturday off from skiing to recuperate. The redemption for my toil would be a (supposed) powder day on Sunday. Maybe not as epic as the storms from this past week but a bone that would surely satisfy nonetheless.
A surprise foot of fresh fell at the northern end of the Green Mountain Spine on Thursday. Friday was the powder day and I cleaned up the leftovers on Saturday. I had not skied in two weeks due to a toe injury that was still on the mend. But the powder was calling so I took a Snow Way prescription: take three vitamin I’s, wrap the toe, and pow me in the morning.
What is a Jay Day? It is one of those days when everything goes right. When you change your plans after assessing the situation and score some great turns. It doesn’t have to be the deepest day. It doesn’t have to be a foot of blower. It is one of those days at Jay that you don’t easily forget.
I left home this morning looking for more than a ski day. I was looking for perspective and I wasn’t expecting to find it. Halfway through a stay-cation intended to refresh and rejuvenate, I was feeling deep ennui. Something wasn’t right, my mind was out of sorts. Given that the previous two ski days didn’t help, I assumed this trip to Jay was just going through the motions. What else would I do all day?
