Okay I will be posting soon about the Terrain Park which has been open since opening day and is this year better, bigger more stocked and more stoked than ever. But first, we interrupt this program with a conditions update. The double chair is running, though it’s only to get toboggans to the top for ski patrol—but that means it will be open soon. Maybe tomorrow?
So here it is, that time of year that some of us love, some of us hate, and some of us just seem to spend eating our weight in cookies. That makes me think of that New Year’s resolution I have about exercise….yeah, yeah I know we are all going to eat better, exercise more, etc. A few weeks back I talked about old dogs and new tricks. My follow up is kind of the “Old Dog, Same Resolutions” At any rate, I was thinking that between the cookies and holiday cocktails, we can get a jump on our resolutions by getting out in the snow.
Mother Nature has been difficult but that’s what snowmaking is for, and the cold weather will be back soon. Macker is grooming, and the rest of us are getting ready because Christmas is coming! That means we are open ALL WEEK LONG. In fact, we are open from December 26th straight through January 5th! Oh yeah and the tubing park will be open starting December 26th also from 11am-7pm!!
So here is my resolution…I’m putting down the cookies, grabbing the family and heading to Platty to KEEP IT REAL with some skiing, tubing, and that riding I promised earlier.
‘Twas the weekend before Christmas when all over the ski hill,
The sound of snow guns could be heard, so the trails they would be filled.
Macker sat high on his groomer laying out carpets of white.
While Laz on his snowplow made sure no cars would have a fright.
Because already in December the snow had come aplenty,
And so far the number of skiers might have been only one hundred and twenty.
So, the fine folks at Platty sent out a call:
On skiers, on snowboarders, on shredders – come one and all.
More rapid than eagles they did respond.
They’ve started coming from further and further, from far beyond–
Hearing rumors of tree skiing and fine, fine terrain
Plus, kind people and lift lines that are not a strain.
The hill it is open, and Riley has poached his own secret stash
But hurry, that powder might go fast.
Because I saw Santa head for the top of the Block
Crying out, This my friends, I will rock.
With his fat skis on, a pair of Rossi S7s
This run, he said, is my own slice of heaven
But I heard him exclaim, ere he skied out of sight.
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night.”