The guessing and dreaming start as soon as I clock out for the day from my snow reporting job at Loon Mountain. I know which trails were open; I know where snowmakers were making snow, which slopes were groomed, and the ski trails that were left ungroomed. I also know the weather forecast and get especially anxious when I read a skier’s favorite word, “snow”! My ride home takes me past another NH ski resort, and checking out their ski slopes as I drive past only adds to my anticipation. The Terrain Park rangers built hands-down the best terrain park you'll find at any of the New England ski resorts, snow is in the forecast, and with the added natural snow, more ski trails and terrain will open in the morning for sure--and so it goes.
Somehow I manage to snap out of my “trails open/trails groomed/packed powder obsession” and enjoy a normal evening with the family, but as soon as my head hits the pillow, the anticipation returns. Will it snow and how much snow will the ski resort get? Where will I make my first run, and will I manage to get first tracks? What will the view be like in the morning? Darn, it’s been ages since I tuned my skis! Sleep usually erases the mountain from my mind, but there are nights when it is just a continuation of the same old thought processes. There’s only one cure...wake up, get up, get to work at Loon, my favorite New England family ski resort, and see if reality is as good as I envisioned.
Like a kid on Christmas morning, whatever the morning brings almost always makes me happy and anxious to start playing with what was in the package. And, like a kid on Christmas morning, as soon as I finish playing with the morning’s gifts, I start thinking about the next Christmas morning.
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