Exhaust your upper body at Burlington's Petra Cliffs Climbing Center. Once you've mastered the gimmicky-but-fun 5.9 stalactite hanging from the ceiling, get to the Jay Peak Resort parking lot, cut your lights, and spin donuts as if you were in high school again-everybody does it.
Jay is renowned for its trees, but its lesser-known chutes are worth the trip as well. From the top of the tram, climb the stairs to the ridge and traverse right until you reach a small building and the top of six-foot-wide, 45-degree Pumphouse Chute. Slice the slope before threading Jay's copious glades back to the tram. After checking into The Lodge at Jay (and maybe scheduling a Swedish massage at the attached spa), pack in the steak, locally brewed ales, and maple cream pie at the Belfry-a former one-room schoolhouse in Montgomery Center.
Take an introductory tour of Jay's more remote spots, like the Dip and Beyond Beaver Pond, with the Jay Peak Snowsports School. Then get gone-but not lost-following locals on the hour-long hike/traverse out-of-bounds to the powder-rich Big Jay, hooking right at the bottom through Strawberry Fields to Route 242 (leave a car or you might have to hitchhike home).
Arrange an ice-fishing outing with Uncle Jammer's Guide Services, 50 minutes away in St. Albans on Lake Champlain. You'll bait your hook with cheese doodles (for real) and freeze your ass off waiting for the largemouth bass to bite. Pack your puffy jacket, balaclava, and flask.
Schwartz's deli alone is worth the hour- and-a-half drive to Montreal. The grimy 75-year-old icon on Saint Laurent street serves arguably the best deli sandwich in North America: the house-smoked, peppered meat (kind of like pastrami we're told, but they're French Canadians so who knows) on rye.
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