I rang in the new year with the King of Prussia Ski Club at Stowe, Vermont. We swapped odd leftover Christmas gifts on the bus ride up, and I walked away with Dave’s excellent marshmellow blow gun. Our first day at Stowe was clear and perfect for pictures. The next morning we woke up to falling snow that lasted all day. The early birds got the worm as slippery conditions on the mountain road trapped many in a two-hour two-mile traffic jam. Hopefully the new lodging at the base of Spruce Peak will make things safer in the future.
There was also plenty of action off the mountain. We checked out some of the restaurants that are earning Stowe a “Vail east” appellation, with the crowd favorite being the obscenely expensive organic beet salad. The crew also sparred no effort preparing for the New Year’s bash at the Rusty Nail, with Rebecca even managing to borrow a pair of shoes from a woman she met on the shuttle bus.
del.icio.us/mbotos
