As the northeast got pummeled over the weekend by Superstorm Nemo (What’s with all these superstorms anyway? What happened to a good ole fashioned blizzard?), millions of people got to cozy up by the fire, snuggle with a good book and wait patiently for the storm to pass. This may seem like rational behavior (and it most certainly is) for most people, but us Vermonters do things a little differently. So when old Nemo started making its way towards our neck of the woods, my Vermonters and I packed the car, snow-suited up and headed for the hills to do what we do best: shred the gnar.
Alright, now for my second favorite part of the day: the drive to the mountain. In this case, the journey is to Warren, Vermont: home of Sugarbush Resort. With blue skies ahead, fresh coffee, and a speedy iPod charge, thanks to Urban Adventurer’s new Y+X B30 rechargeable battery, it’s now the time to kill some time. After popping in my Allman Brothers Live at the Filmore East ’71, (yea that’s right, my car still rocks out to CDs) my buddies and I begin to discuss our plans for the day. Powder, freshies, fluffies, pow pow, gnar, danks, whatever you want to call it, it’s all about the snow, and we are ready to face it head on.
Hallelujah! We’ve made it!! With my iPod as charged up as my adrenaline, there’s not a moment to spare. I pop on my camel pack and throw in some necessities: an extra neck warmer, hand & toe warmers, a couple tall-boy Heady Toppers (don’t tell ski patrol!) and the new Y+X B30 battery to charge up my tunes on the fly. One last bit of waiting in line until the chair hits the back of my knees and we have liftoff!!
Weaving, carving, sliding, and flying down the main trail, I’m in a trance. It’s hard to describe the feeling; no thoughts, no worries, and no plans to make, focused entirely on the board beneath me and control over my legs and body. Life in the moment can take you places you’ve never been before, and it sure isn’t easy coming back down to reality right after jumping off a 20 foot cliff into powder, falling on your face and laughing with all your friends who just fell in the same spot. Yea, I guess it doesn’t make too much sense throwing one’s body down a mountain at high speeds, but in my experience, I’ve found some of the best things in life don’t really make much sense at all.
Time flies by and before you know it the second to last run. (skiers/snowboarders never announce a last run, its bad luck) My Ipod finally died at the end of the trail, so I plugged it back into my B30 battery to give it one last charge as I headed up the ski lift. I hopped off the lift and checked the battery, and it was a little more than halfway charged!! In a span of 10 minutes, I couldn’t believe it! The Band’s “Don’t Do it” from the Last Waltz blares to my rescue and I slice down the snow like a hot knife through butter.
I made it to base camp, success! Now its time to kick off my boots, grab a pint, and spark a conversation with fellow adrenaline junky I’ve yet to meet. I find strangers always have the best stories to tell, maybe its ’cause I haven’t heard them before! Tell us about your Superstorm Nemo survival story, extra points if you survived with style!! I know with good tunes pumping all day thanks to my B30 Rechargeable Battery Pack I felt on top of the world!! Cheers!