Last year, Vermont’s Sugarbush Resort bought a snowcat cab from Colorado’s Ski Cooper, gave it a fresh coat of red paint, bolted it to one of its groomers, and became the first of Vermont’s resorts to offer cat-skiing. On a powder day, book a 6 a.m. cat trip so you and up to 11 buddies can rip inbounds freshies for two hours before the lifts open. Or reserve it in April, when the spring corn is at its finest and Sugarbush’s north side, Mount Ellen, is open only for cat-skiing guests. You’ll beat the seething locals waiting for first chair, and you’ll do so with hot coffee and omelets served between runs. Get a single seat, bragging rights, and the empty, early-morning lines for the cost of a full-day lift ticket ($75), or you could book the whole cat for $1,200. [sugarbush.com]
After one ass-freezing ride up the awesome, fixed-grip Madonna I chair, you’ll know that for all the Storyland BS, this place has serious steeps.
Why? Because it is one honking mountain that never gets crowded.
Don’t expect Corbet’s, but the closest skiing to New York boasts rapidly improving terrain park.
It’s steep, sustained (enough to host the Olympic downhill in 2002), and never crowded.
It’s like a mini Chamonix, only (a little bit) easier to get to.
The first ever Intertribal Winter Sports Summit brings Native students and elders to Wyoming's Jackson Hole Mountain Resort to learn skiing and snowboarding.
Owned by the same family since it opened in 1960, Mont Sutton is known for its glades.
We know why you haven’t been here yet: because it’s wicked friggin’ hard to get to. But Saddleback is worth the trip.
When you get the call to go to Jackson, you go.
Mt. Hood’s three ski areas are just a short drive from all those hipsters.