Remembering Chuck
On February 11th, 2009, the Jay Peak community lost a beloved member of its family, Charles “Chuck” Peterson.  To those who knew him, he was known as an eternal optimist who looked forward to enjoying each new snow fall or sunny day in the outdoors.  Chuck and his wife Jean had recently celebrated 50 years of marriage in 2008.  Chuck was a long time member of the Jay Peak Ski Patrol, a registered patroller who was in his 13th year with NSP.  He was father to two of our patrollers, Barrett

Earning their turns.
And so another season starts.  Sort of.  Lifts aren’t turning, there is (at best) half a run of “treacherous” man made snow to ski and yet we’ve got people so anxious to get their first day in that they spent time hiking to earn not-so-stellar turns (conditions-wise, anyway).  It’s not for everyone, sure, but it’s hard not be a little inspired by (jealous of?) their dedication.  These guys aren’t fair weather skiers.  They’re not waiting for 6″ of fresh powder or the perfect bluebird day (although not only will they be out on those days too, they’ll be first in line at the Jet - thankyouverymuch).  Their season starts in N

Jay Peak Cliff Jump, February 09
video by can603 The very definition of rolling down the windows.  Enjoy. *****

The Autumn of My Vermont
  You always notice it on an August afternoon—a different hue in the sky, a crispness that isn’t summer. It evokes the smells of soggy soccer fields and fallen leaves and the woods before your mom closes them for fear a hunter will confuse your blond head with the white tail of a deer. Weeks before the first leaf changes color, it’s here: this odd, often beautiful, mostly bleak, transition to winter. If you live down in Massachusetts like I do, you count the days till the last of the mosqu

Raising Them Jay
At first blush, this year’s marketing direction feels like we’re aiming squarely at parents passing over other eastern resorts to bring their kids up as skiers and riders (as opposed to, say, those that go skiing and riding). And we sure are. But we’re also reaching wider than that. We’re talking to skiers and riders already Raised Jay. Already in the know. Already understanding of the notion that bottom lines, here, are measured differently. We’re talking to those skiers and riders wishing they had been brought up Jay. Rather than having their childhoods inexorably tied to basketball schedules and birthday parties and the sorrow of only skiing half-day on Sundays just t