A mere two weeks after returning from our ski trip to Colorado, we were off to the slopes once again! This time our destination was the Okemo ski resort (pronounced Oh-key-mo) in Vermont, with a large group of friends from Tom’s choir. Just over 30 of us converged on the charming little town of Ludlow late on the Friday night, mostly driving up after work. Tom actually organised the whole thing – car-pool arrangements, the accommodation (we took over an entire establishment, the charming Homestyle Hostel), our group dinner reservation, even the lift passes – and it was a resounding success.
When we were looking into arrangements for our Vermont ski trip, how to get to the mountain was (unsurprisingly) a key consideration. As often seems to be the case, driving seemed to be the most financially economical option, despite it being nearly an 800 mile round trip, so we rented a car and allocated a day for travelling in each direction. So far, not all that interesting, but actually we had quite a nice time en route.
Having left you with a somewhat less than enthusiastic review yesterday I felt I should post an update, especially as today (the fourth and final skiing day) could not have been more different to the rest. Perhaps it was because we had got into a good routine, maybe I was feeling better, possibly it was due to higher temperatures (it got up to a balmy 26F, I believe), but whatever the lucky combination of circumstances they resulted in us having an absolutely fantastic day.
“Oh it’s beautiful up there”, said everyone we told about our planned ski trip to Jay Peak in northern Vermont. Some people even commented that it was quite a long way away, although nobody we know on this side of the Atlantic was at all surprised that we were driving up (a not inconsiderable 400 miles or so). The one thing, however, which I don’t recall anyone mentioning, is how abso-perishing-lutely freezing we should expect it to be.