Last weekend a trip north in search of some Easter skiing – a spring tradition in the mountains of Norway. But in Vermont – a rare occasion. And one that required a drive to Jay – just shy of the Canadian border. A plethora of chainsaw carved bears, a crossroads. A wooded wilderness landscape with broad valleys for farming. Now a four-season tourist destination. At Jay Peak, soft spring corn snow on groomed trails, snow flurries, a water-park. The sun and full moon hiding under cover of clouds, beautiful views in every direction.
Back home, clouds gray and winds chilly. Easter chocolates eaten. Colored eggs turned into lunch. The wood stove fired up again, sweet memories of skiing and splashing with family to keep me warm and cozy .