Gore Mountain, NY: 3/14/08

The CabinThis is more of a Bomb Damage Assessment than a TR. I got up this morning in the flatlands when the baby woke up around 6:45 am. I fed her, and ran some Elmo while I packed, then gave her to her sleepy mother. I got off by about 8 and to North River at 1pm. No stops, no food, no nothing.

I really wanted to see the damage from the storm that took out power for 4 days here in Johnsburg. According to National Grid, 990 homes were without power for most of those 4 days. I’d be surprised if there are 2000 homes total in the whole town. (Johnsburg is 200 square miles, and over half wilderness, and maybe another 10% is Gore.)

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Gore Mountain, NY: 3/2/08

Pine Brook GladesGore was really good again on Sunday. It snowed another 2 inches at our place, and probably more at the top. Plus, the wind had filled in the troughs of the bumps in the trees and on the trails.

Not sure why “wind-blown” has such a bad rap. It guess it can be tough, but not today. Conditions included everything imaginable except maybe crud. Dense powder and lighter powder, cut-up, wind blown and some mank down lower towards the end of the day. Pine Brook was first, I was second man in, and there were options.

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Gore Mountain, NY: 3/1/08

Straightbrook Glade EntranceA great day, but first a pet peeve. Zelda and I have serious cash invested into two full passes, and a pass for the day care, the Bear Cub den, for our daughter. My complaint… you can’t drop your child off until 8:15, but the lifts run as early as 7:45. I know the lifts aren’t supposed to spin until 8:30. But it’s a lot of cash to invest in a mountain to then be at a disadvantage on days with fresh snow. Ok got that out of the way.

Since I was up in mid-February it did that warm wet thing, then there was 4 inches at some point, 16” on this past Weds, and 5 or 6 last night into today. As we were loading into the Gondi, things looked great on Showcase and everything at the bottom. It looked like all the snow that fell was on top of the corduroy.

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