Inspired by a little late-season snowfall and the visit of our friend Luke from Williamstown, we decided to hike up Sugarbush and ski down the one remaining trail with snow. We packed into the van and drove up to South to see if there was any powder to be had.
It was still snowing when we got there, and excitement was running high. Luke and Hans didn’t have alpine gear, so they prepared to improvise: Hans with a chest protector wrapped in heavy plastic, Luke with sneakers.
Everyone was excited for the climb up, but mostly looking forward to seeing what mother nature had bestowed upon the mountain the night before.
Things were a little scratchy near the bottom, but by the time we had hiked midway up the mountain we had some promising fresh snow and a spectacular view of the Mad River Valley with just a tiny bit of frosting over the newly green farm fields and forest.
After taking a moment to ponder, we made the final ascent to the top of Steins, while MK (our photographer) and Fitzy ran back down the way we had come up.
Here’s what it looked like going down: