Balsams Wilderness, NH: Finally

The Summit Triple

Cross Balsams Wilderness off The List! My long awaited first visit to Balsams Grand Resort in Dixville Notch New Hampshire is in the blogs! Holiday weekend blackouts on vouchers combined with excellent early season snowfall made Balsams a top prospect for New Years Eve day. Add in no lift lines or crowds on Christmas vacation week and the decision became a total no brainer.

Dixville Notch is way up there. The drive north on Route 3 was arduous coming from central New Hampshire. I can only imagine what that kind of drive is like from the metro Boston area. Never having been north of Lancaster on that side of the state, I was not impressed–excepting an incredible view of North and South Percy Peaks from Route 3.

The Balsams Wilderness ski area is disconnected from the hotel by a quarter of a mile. As such, you never see the hotel nor the notch approaching from the west. Views of the ski area from the approach on Route 26 are excellent as the mountain meanders in and out of view with most trails visible. Balsams features clearly defined top to bottom trails which fall off the summit in a very picturesque way, both on the hill and from a distance.

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Every Turn a Face Shot: Cannon

Understanding a mountain’s subtitles pays immense dividends. Last January, I missed out on Cannon’s biggest dump of the year and learned the hard way about Cannon’s weather patterns. The same pattern has repeated itself multiple times this December, yielding significantly more snow than average for December at Cannon. After many quality smaller powder days, Cannon got a jackpot of epic proportions.

The snow report this morning modestly understated eighteen inches overnight. By the end of the day, Cannon corrected that understated report to more properly reflect reality: 28-31″ in the past 24 hours. I can vouch for the accuracy of this measurement and by the time this storm is done tonight, the grand total will likely be at least three feet.

After catching the first tram, I quickly determined that “steep and deep” was the best option. The only other choices involved straight lining blue squares if a track was available or suffering from the misery of poling and stepping your skis straight down the marginal fall line.

I quickly found my way to the party on the Front Five. Tearing down Paulie’s Folly yielded a face shot on every turn (no exaggeration). A snorkel would have been helpful. Everytime I opened my mouth to hoot, holler, or huzzah, a glob of powder snow was lodged into my orifice. This was knee deep explosive powder at its finest. Drifts and troughs were waist deep.

The runs off the Zoomer Triple came fast and furious. Paulie’s, Zoomer, Paulie’s, Echo, Echo, Banshee. All runs excepting Banshee tossed snow into my face on every turn. Taking trips into the Powder Room on Paulie’s was divine. Its much more adventurous and concerning when the Powder Room opens its doors in Echo Glade.

After less fruitful labors, I would later return to Zoomer where I found deep untracked under the snow guns on Avalanche. At first I was incredulous that Cannon would be blowing snow on a massive powder day. My incredulous feelings became those of gratitude as snow gun spray created a powder hound deterrence and a massive powder stash. Late in the day, I was still able to find in bounds knee deep untracked powder. Avalanche, Avalanche, Avalanche, Avalanche, Banshee.

Other options were explored thoroughly once I believed enough tracks had been laid down on more moderate pitched slopes. First tracks were deadly on anything less than steep. I choose my favorite line in New England for my last run where I claimed second tracks; which were likely even better than the first.

Today was not the best ski day of my life, but it does rank quite high. I had more face shots in one run today than all other runs in my life combined. And that face shot filled run kept repeating itself. The powder snow was amazingly explosive and stunningly deep. I lacked only for want of some of Cannon’s most choice lines which were still not in play due to lack of base.

Cannon: Six Runs in Six Hours

Fourth Tracks After Already Taken First Tracks

And you know what a title like that means!

The original plan called for skiing Mad River Glen on its opening day. But due to a skiing partner phoning in a trip report from Cannon on Thursday evening, an audible was called. Cannon had received twice as much snow as Mad River this past week without suffering from excessive tracking from turn earners.

Days after the snow had fallen, I was still able to claim first tracks on a variety of shots during every run. Even on the more popular slopes that were well tracked and packed, the snow was high quality dense loose powder with occasional pockets of untracked.

Untracked Chute

The dense snow was not bottomless due to a very minimal base layer. Ski base damage was a given on the more well traveled slopes. Untracked yielded the best results but an occasional rock could still be found more than a foot below the surface.

The soft woods were caked with snow. Lack of color in the trees combined with the mountain being in the clouds all day created challenging photography conditions; everything was various shades of white or grey. Whatever color was lacking from the landscape was more than made up for in copious amounts of boot deep untracked powder and excellent line choices. The pictures do not do the day justice.

Cannon is off to an above average start to the season. One more foot of dense snow on top of the current base will open up select tree skiing options and two more feet should put all options on the table.

Third Tracks on my Favorite Line in the East

Reflections on Recent Deaths at Cannon

This past Sunday, a 31-year-old New Hampshire man with ties to Plymouth State University was riding a closed trail at Cannon Mountain and had an accident. That accident killed him. According to the Concord Monitor, Joshua Vigeant had a bachelors degree in Psychology, rode frequently, and had a huge passion for the outdoors and the mountains. With exception of not wearing a helmet and number of planks, the above description very likely could have been my own.

In the past two weeks, I have enjoyed three excellent powder days (two of which were at Cannon) due to skiing closed trails. The news strikes close to home but it won’t change my early season powder hunting modus operandi. What I have been reconsidering is my occasionally reckless and frequent habit of solo skiing off piste. In Joshua Vigeant’s case, his friend couldn’t save him. And neither could patrol. But the outcome is beside the point. Accidents happen and its best not to be skiing solo when disaster strikes.

I actually enjoy skiing with others vastly more than skiing solo (with occasional exception). Most of my best days most fondly remembered occur when I ski with others. Company to share the adventure with always makes a great day epic. But my last minute destination choices, lack of planning, scattered social network, lack of skiing friends nearby, and regional preferences make meeting up with others difficult. My introverted nature hinders joining other groups I might chance upon (if such other groups even are changed upon). I just need to make an effort to pick up the phone more often and share my excitement. I do too many other things right when going off the map to fail so poorly at the most basic and important aspect of safe off piste skiing.

Smuggs! Powder Day!

Upper Chilcoot at Smuggs

When you are still scoring boot deep untracked an hour after a leisurely lunch break, you know it’s been a very good day. If you were not at Smuggs today, you might want to stop reading at this point. But if you were one of the few killing it at Smuggs today, you’ll want to read on to relive the day that was.

The decision on Smuggs should have been a no brainer. But I had also been considering Cannon and Jay as options that were significantly closer; each with their own merits. But neither could claim the merit that made Smuggs the clear choice: a top to bottom lift pod opening up for the first time this season three days after the last snow storm.

Madonna I spun for the first time this season today to the tune of no lines excepting the first two rides. I rode single–on a Saturday, at Smuggs, on Mandonna I, on a powder day–many times. Yet the line for the Sterling Lift was out of control. What could cause such madness? The only open run from the Madonna summit was Upper Chilcoot–a total luge run–to Link (later joined by McPherson’s to Playground on natural). Without powder below it, Upper Chilcoot was a great reason for most skiers to wait in line for Sterling.

Riding the Madonna I Lift at Smuggs

For the rest of us, the day was a boot deep (and often deeper!) waterbar filled extravaganza. Patrol was displeased by what was happening and I earned a warning. But they soon relented and disappeared after having briefly guarded entrances and exits: powder to the people. The powder was stunningly delicious, soft but with support without being overly dense. Perfect cream cheese. Deep enough so that coverage and base damage were not issues though waterbar hoping was a skill in much demand.

Run after run, more tracks were laid down. But the untracked remained late into the day. And the tracked one time still skied exceptionally well. Today was a triumph after a difficult start and stop beginning to the season. Smuggs is only one big dump away from being fully online excepting glades and the steep stuff. Low angle glades still deserve caution.

Madonna from the Midway

Last Run Today at Smuggs, Still Boot Deep Untracked, Still Smiling