Diferent guessing game

[Tin Woodsman]

I am the home mountain for a former female Olympian. A couple of years ago I was named a "hidden Gem" by Ski magazine. My vertical drop is 350' and I am located in either Vermont, NH or Maine. One of the trail names is Chipmunk. Another is Bear.

Cochran's?

 

[Vortex]

I think your right I read it wrong. I thought it said not located in either Nh ,Vermont of Maine. :dunce:

 

[teachski]

New one!
Though I am not the biggest area, I am one of the oldest (possibly the oldest)continuously run areas in my state.
I was built on the property of a former mink farmer.

On February 10, 1935 nearly 10,000 curious spectators made a trip to watch 447 skiers climb up my pasture and ski down.

I was an early destination for many early ski train riders.

Among those who learned to ski my slopes were Gerald Ford, the nation's first skiing president, writer Lowell Thomas and department store magnate Marshall Field.

I too had an olympic skier that learned to ski and got much of her early training on my slopes.

My area was the first area to offer night skiing, and my owner is credited with inventing night skiing.

 

[ski_resort_observer]

Finally some wrong answers, maybe there is hope for me yet! Not Cochran or Nashoba.

 

[ski_resort_observer]

New one!
Though I am not the biggest area, I am one of the oldest (possibly the oldest)continuously run areas in my state.
I was built on the property of a former mink farmer.

On February 10, 1935 nearly 10,000 curious spectators made a trip to watch 447 skiers climb up my pasture and ski down.

I was an early destination for many early ski train riders.

Among those who learned to ski my slopes were Gerald Ford, the nation's first skiing president, writer Lowell Thomas and department store magnate Marshall Field.

I too had an olympic skier that learned to ski and got much of her early training on my slopes.

My area was the first area to offer night skiing, and my owner is credited with inventing night skiing.

dang...I know this one, saw a thing on Lowell Thomas recently but can't think of it. Luckily I have to go to work at LL Bean in a few minutes and can forget this tomfoolary, or can I? If you order some stuff from Bean and the order is screwed up....sorry!

 

[freeheelwilly]

My apologies in advance for any hurt feelings. It's all in fun.

Curiously, I am at once the most expensive Mountain in the East while possessing some of its least interesting terrain. From December through February you will find my parking lots overflowing with Lexuses and BMWs proudly sporting New York and Connecticut license plates. While others deplore, or at best cautiously experiment with, high speed lift capacity - I embrace it; liberally scattered over my many acres of uninspired topography you will find several "six packs" and other high capacity lifts speedily wisking hordes of expensively clad doctors and lawyers from Westchester County to my not so lofty heights. Here they will disembark and promptly cross their ski tips before falling into an undignified heap at the bottom of the off ramp. If they do manage to somehow negotiate the off ramp without crossing their ski tips, they will quickly slam into the undignified heap of humanity that now is the inhabitants of the chair which immediately preceded them. After arising and brushing the snow from their one-piece ski suits they will head for one of my infamous "double black diamonds" where my fleet of million dollar groomers will have assured that any interesting features have been removed and the surface has been ground down to the contours of a gymnasium floor. After two or three such exhilirating escapades on my flanks, they will retire to the cozy confines of the cheesey, faux ski village constructed at my base where they can spend the balance of their day perusing the over priced offerings of several outlet stores. Bring the family (and the check book for your home equity line of credit)!

 

[teachski]

Finally some wrong answers, maybe there is hope for me yet! Not Cochran or Nashoba.

Almost forgot to answer, New Hermon Mt., Prospect Maine

 

[teachski]

My apologies in advance for any hurt feelings. It's all in fun.

Curiously, I am at once the most expensive Mountain in the East while possessing some of its least interesting terrain. From December through February you will find my parking lots overflowing with Lexuses and BMWs proudly sporting New York and Connecticut license plates. While others deplore, or at best cautiously experiment with, high speed lift capacity - I embrace it; liberally scattered over my many acres of uninspired topography you will find several "six packs" and other high capacity lifts speedily wisking hordes of expensively clad doctors and lawyers from Westchester County to my not so lofty heights. Here they will disembark and promptly cross their ski tips before falling into an undignified heap at the bottom of the off ramp. If they do manage to somehow negotiate the off ramp without crossing their ski tips, they will quickly slam into the undignified heap of humanity that now is the inhabitants of the chair which immediately preceded them. After arising and brushing the snow from their one-piece ski suits they will head for one of my infamous "double black diamonds" where my fleet of million dollar groomers will have assured that any interesting features have been removed and the surface has been ground down to the contours of a gymnasium floor. After two or three such exhilirating escapades on my flanks, they will retire to the cozy confines of the cheesey, faux ski village constructed at my base where they can spend the balance of their day perusing the over priced offerings of several outlet stores. Bring the family (and the check book for your home equity line of credit)!

"Flatton" Oops, sorry, I mean Stratton

 

[djspookman]

My apologies in advance for any hurt feelings. It's all in fun.

Curiously, I am at once the most expensive Mountain in the East while possessing some of its least interesting terrain. From December through February you will find my parking lots overflowing with Lexuses and BMWs proudly sporting New York and Connecticut license plates. While others deplore, or at best cautiously experiment with, high speed lift capacity - I embrace it; liberally scattered over my many acres of uninspired topography you will find several "six packs" and other high capacity lifts speedily wisking hordes of expensively clad doctors and lawyers from Westchester County to my not so lofty heights. Here they will disembark and promptly cross their ski tips before falling into an undignified heap at the bottom of the off ramp. If they do manage to somehow negotiate the off ramp without crossing their ski tips, they will quickly slam into the undignified heap of humanity that now is the inhabitants of the chair which immediately preceded them. After arising and brushing the snow from their one-piece ski suits they will head for one of my infamous "double black diamonds" where my fleet of million dollar groomers will have assured that any interesting features have been removed and the surface has been ground down to the contours of a gymnasium floor. After two or three such exhilirating escapades on my flanks, they will retire to the cozy confines of the cheesey, faux ski village constructed at my base where they can spend the balance of their day perusing the over priced offerings of several outlet stores. Bring the family (and the check book for your home equity line of credit)!

"Flatton" Oops, sorry, I mean Stratton

ditto.

dave

 

[highpeaksdrifter]

My apologies in advance for any hurt feelings. It's all in fun.

Curiously, I am at once the most expensive Mountain in the East while possessing some of its least interesting terrain. From December through February you will find my parking lots overflowing with Lexuses and BMWs proudly sporting New York and Connecticut license plates. While others deplore, or at best cautiously experiment with, high speed lift capacity - I embrace it; liberally scattered over my many acres of uninspired topography you will find several "six packs" and other high capacity lifts speedily wisking hordes of expensively clad doctors and lawyers from Westchester County to my not so lofty heights. Here they will disembark and promptly cross their ski tips before falling into an undignified heap at the bottom of the off ramp. If they do manage to somehow negotiate the off ramp without crossing their ski tips, they will quickly slam into the undignified heap of humanity that now is the inhabitants of the chair which immediately preceded them. After arising and brushing the snow from their one-piece ski suits they will head for one of my infamous "double black diamonds" where my fleet of million dollar groomers will have assured that any interesting features have been removed and the surface has been ground down to the contours of a gymnasium floor. After two or three such exhilirating escapades on my flanks, they will retire to the cozy confines of the cheesey, faux ski village constructed at my base where they can spend the balance of their day perusing the over priced offerings of several outlet stores. Bring the family (and the check book for your home equity line of credit)!

Hmmmm....this is a tuff one Willy. I'm pretty sure it's not MRG, could be Jay, but I'll guess Whiteface.

 

[freeheelwilly]

Teachski and Dave - right on. Close HPD. Very close.

 

[WWF-VT]

New one!
Though I am not the biggest area, I am one of the oldest (possibly the oldest)continuously run areas in my state.
I was built on the property of a former mink farmer.

On February 10, 1935 nearly 10,000 curious spectators made a trip to watch 447 skiers climb up my pasture and ski down.

I was an early destination for many early ski train riders.

Among those who learned to ski my slopes were Gerald Ford, the nation's first skiing president, writer Lowell Thomas and department store magnate Marshall Field.

I too had an olympic skier that learned to ski and got much of her early training on my slopes.

My area was the first area to offer night skiing, and my owner is credited with inventing night skiing.

Stowe

 

[Terry]

SRO - how about Lost Valley in Auburn Maine. The skier is Julie Peresian.

 

[loafer89]

Hey since I got one right, don't I get to ask a trivia question????

 

[teachski]

Stowe

Sorry, not Stowe!

 

[riverc0il]

cranmore in reference to teachski's post.

 

[teachski]

cranmore in reference to teachski's post.

Sorry, not Cranmore.

I may have a STUMPER here! :wink:

 

[riverc0il]

yea, teachski, stumper indeed. i can't quite reconcile all the specifics. longest continuously run in the state almost certainly means in current operation today and having been running since the 30-40s likely. a ski train destination implies either a ski town or a major destination mountain so one could likely discredit RI, CT, and MA. 10,000 curious spectators totally baffles me. greylock is obviously not lift serviced, so that's out. if it's not cranmore and definitely not cannon, i suspect NH is out. i dunno about ski trains and ME, doesn't seem likely. NY i know nothing about, so VT i'd go with bromley? no night skiing though. a small tow continuously operating seems likely. how about the tow in brattleboro?

 

[ski_resort_observer]

SRO - how about Lost Valley in Auburn Maine. The skier is Julie Peresian.

A winner :beer:

 

[ski_resort_observer]

New one!
Though I am not the biggest area, I am one of the oldest (possibly the oldest)continuously run areas in my state.
I was built on the property of a former mink farmer.

On February 10, 1935 nearly 10,000 curious spectators made a trip to watch 447 skiers climb up my pasture and ski down.

I was an early destination for many early ski train riders.

Among those who learned to ski my slopes were Gerald Ford, the nation's first skiing president, writer Lowell Thomas and department store magnate Marshall Field.

I too had an olympic skier that learned to ski and got much of her early training on my slopes.

My area was the first area to offer night skiing, and my owner is credited with inventing night skiing.

Pico?