Skiing

By Bill Triplett Quite a few resorts I’ve skied out West are conscious of being chic in some way, usually by making sure to offer gourmet dining, luxury digs, or boutique shops. But even with its ski-in/ski-out Four Seasons hotel, which debuted in 2003, Jackson Hole feels like it’s still just

By William Triplett I’ve skied Canaan Valley Resort in West Virginia only twice. The first time was so long ago, I barely remember anything other than a massive storm swooping in toward the end of the day, dumping a lot of snow and nearly stranding me and my friends. The

By David McKay Wilson As we dined at the Stowe Mountain Lodge’s Solstice Restaurant in mid-December, and groused about the maddeningly warm late autumn, our waitress produced a list of techniques to invoke the snow gods. I’d forgotten my pajamas, so I couldn’t put them on inside out and backwards.

By William Triplett Jackson Hole Mountain Resort is looking pretty good for 50. The storied ski mecca celebrates its golden jubilee this season, and it’s a bit of an understatement to say a lot has changed since 1965. Long known primarily for nuthin’-but-steep-and-deep chills and thrills for experts with at

By David McKay Wilson There’s a truism in skiing – the higher up the mountain you go, the better the snow, especially if want to ski in a mid-winter drought in southwest Colorado. That was our theory when we flew west from New York for four days in late February

By William Triplett It’s difficult to look at Oregon’s Mt. Bachelor in all its glorious mass and think size doesn’t matter. With terrain falling from a summit of 9,065 feet and spreading out over nearly 3,700 skiable acres – rivaled only by maybe six other U.S. resorts – the effect

by Kim McHugh As reported in an earlier post, skiers and snowboarders aren’t content any longer to just cruise down the trails on their mountain vacations. Indeed, many resort visitors find relaxing in a quiet room, getting a massage, enjoying a facial or experiencing a host of body therapies (think

By Grace Lichtenstein Way back in the previous century, I took my first runs on a huge mountain not far from Aspen called Snowmass. I loved it instantly. I love it still. But it’s not your ‘80s Snowmass anymore. The sleeping giant has awakened. In earlier years, I was excited

By Stevenson Swanson Stratton’s reputation for wide, open trails did not really hit me until my son and I stood at the top of the Sunriser Supertrail during a late-winter weekend visit to this classic southern Vermont ski resort. To my eye, the grand boulevard of Sunriser appeared to be

  by Kim McHugh Photographs courtesy of the resorts Mountain Resort Spas Vanquish Stress (Part 1) For centuries spas and soothing mineral springs have been vanquishing the specters of ill health, fatigue and too many laps around the chariot track. These days slope weary skiers and snowboarders are checking into