Gold Parking at Gore Mountain

I skied Gore this past weekend. I had a chance to see the paid parking in action, and I wanted to layout my thoughts. You may or may not know, I was very vocal about this plan last year. I felt that adding fees after the pass deadline wasn’t fair. A passholder, unhappy with the new setup, had no option at that point, but to accept it.

I also felt that it was bad timing. The economy was in freefall. People were afraid that their jobs and their way of life, were in jeopardy

Finally, the way the pricing was structured – it hit the passholders the hardest. There was no bulk discount or pass, and for a family like us…we were looking at another $300 a year.

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Gore Mtn, NY: 12/14/09

After a long day yesterday — bell-to-bell — on 4 1/2 hours sleep Saturday night, I wasn’t sure I’d ski today. I was going to make my decision based on overnight weather. No NCP fell all night, no crunch on the path in the morning… who am I kidding. I knew I’d ski. At daybreak, temps were in the upper 20s.

First tracks were all about Topridge. They’d groomed a swath down the middle and the new snow from yesterday didn’t take long in the sun to develop some really nice soft loose stuff.

tBatt’s advice to focus on skiers left, paid off. All the snow that fell yesterday was still on top, ungroomed and practically trackless. The snow was covering some big big bumps and it was a tele leapfest. I just upgraded to a new pair of Scarpa T2Xs … bigger burlier boots. I was amazed at the difference they made. I skied aggressively. Almost made me think I should have gone even bigger, to T1s.

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Gore Mtn, NY: 12/13/09

I got up at 6:15. It was 5 degrees. Made some coffee, oatmeal, did some shoveling and headed down Harvey Road at about 7:30. Listening to Neil Young’s Sugar Mountain. Sun coming up over George’s farm on Harvey Road, Gore and Pete Gay in the distance:

The plan was to try to meet Adk Keith somewhere on Topridge in the morning. Normally those kind of loose plans are pipedreams, but with limited terrain, odds were improved.

I was in the first Gondi with guys that I see over and over. When you are intent on being the first one up the mountain, you always run into the same characters. A guy I’ve seen a million times introduced himself and I immediately forgot his name. Hate that.

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