One of the perks of planning a wedding at A-Basin is that they give you a ‘free’ invite to a snowshoe dinner at the Black Mountain Lodge. “What is a snowshoe dinner?” you might wonder. Well, it’s awesome! No seriously it’s a blast. Don’t eat out for a few weeks, save up, and and then you’ll owe yourself one. They hold them a few times each winter. For some of them (the ones graced by a full moon) they don’t spin the lifts, hence the snowshoeing. You skin, hike or snowshoe up the hill for dinner at 7PM. They clean up the lodge (fancy lights, black table clothes, white napkins, etc…) and present a gourmet buffet of a varying theme, as well as full bar (wine by the bottle, cocktails, beers, whatever…) and then let a bunch of smelly mountain bums pile in and feast. Once you’re good and stuffed, you schuss down by the light of the moon, happily ever after. Kelly and I decided to avail ourselves of such an event just last weekend.
After telling myself continually to wait it out through early season conditions, I managed to get a day in on the Friday before my birthday. One of Catherine’s co-workers, Sean, offered to drive up for the day, hoping to catch the projected two feet of snow on top of the recent back to back storms we’d had.
I spent a few hours tuning skis last weekend. Who else is getting ready? Here’s a quickie from last winter at an undisclosed location deep in the New England Backcountry…
For everyone who has ever asked, “Didn’t you just go [hiking|skiing|biking|rafting|kayaking|insert outdoors sport of choice here]?” Well here is my response. And you may (in fact I encourage you to) quote me on this.