
BACK TO BASICS
By CHRIS BUNTING
January
22, 2008
-- F!@#& those snow-gun blown, fast food
infested, mega-corporate ski resorts that look more like vertical strip malls
than mountains – the old school ma and pa joints beat a Starbucks-on-a-slope
any day of the week.
Look, this isn’t some puristical, anti-industrialist, mail-bomber kind of rant. Not entirely, anyway. Flesh it out for yourself: At the smaller guys, the crowds are considerably less, er, crowding, lift tickets are actually affordable and the snow is (more or less) real. And instead of condos, restaurants and 16-person chairlifts-turned-monorails clogging up the slopes, you’ll be lucky to get a base lodge. Hey -- that’s a good thing.
Bottom line: You can’t groom from a board room. So here’s our favorite Remember When mountains – enjoy them while they’re cold.
WOLF CREEK
Pagosa Springs, Co.
Forgot the sun screen? Smooth move Ex-Lax – around here, it's a death wish without it. The base of Wolf Creek is nearly two miles high, to say nothing of the summit, making you ph3ar the wattage of that giant bulb in the sky all the more. But that ridiculous elevation also means an average of 465 inches of powdery wonderment a year – the most of any resort in Colorado. Any (wolfcreekski.com).
BEAVER MOUNTAIN
Logan Canyon, Ut.
There’s more to love about The Beav than the “avalanche-free conditions” it likes to trumpet (but that’s always good to know). The mountain’s development as a resort dates back to 1939 when the Logan Canyon road was opened -- nowadays, it’s famous for meticulously maintained trails and a refreshingly laid back ambiance (the anti-Park City, you might say). Memo to snowboarders: as of 1998, you’re no longer personae non gratae (skithebeav.com).
GRANLIBAKKEN
Tahoe, Ca.
What sounds like some sort of Lovecraftian hell beast that feeds on hobbits and the dreams of children (hmm, “Cloverfield” sequel?) is actually one of Cali’s oldest and most beloved ski resorts. Back in the ‘40s a Norwegian ski jumper gave the place its name which means “a hillside sheltered by fir trees” in his native tongue. The nomenclature fits snuggly – you might even catch a glimpse of a curious ursine onlooker who calls the beautiful surroundings home (granlibakken.com).
JAY PEAK
Jay, Vt.
A frog's hop away from the French Canadian border lies this forgotten albino paradise which had its virgin trails carved back in the ‘50s. It might surprise even locals that Jay gets the most snowfall of any resort in New England. As a result, don’t be surprised to hear beaucoup Français being thrown around – it’s a big-time favorite of the Quebecois (jaypeakresort.com).
WHITEFACE
Wilmington, N.Y.
Forget that it’s a two-time Winter Olympics host (Squaw who?) – this cynosure of the Adirondacks offers insane vistas of Lake Placid, not to mention some of the most intense skiing and boarding in North America. Its 3,430 vertical drop – the biggest in the east – is just one of the reasons why the mountain’s as challenging as it is good-looking. Nevertheless, there are kiddie and intermediate run to be had and had again (whiteface.com).
Back to basics [NYP]