by Ann Morin
Submitted on Dec 21, 2012 / 1019 views
Just one moment is hard to pick. Jay has held several memorable days for me. Every winter my late husband and I would sneak off for a day to Jay peak to ski this time we happened to bring the kids with us (letting my oldest skip school). They were 6 and 3 at the time (now 17 and 14). We happened to pick a day with that was just after a storm and Jay had over a foot of snow the day before. We rode the tram with the kids to the top and off we went. We skiied down the right side of the Mt. and watched as a few teenagers ahead of us dropped into the Beaver Pond Glade. Our kids have been skiing since they were babies (in a backpack with us until they could stand on skiis) and they were ahead of us. Just as the last teenager dropped into the enterance for the glade my daughter and sone both made a turn and followed them in. I yelled to them "no, go straight, dont follow them" but it was to late. My husband and I quickly followed the kids into the glade. All I could think of was how we were going to have to climb back up with them and it was going to be miserable. When the kids finally stopped ahead of us they were all smiles, escpecially my son who was the youngest and this was really impressive for him to be in the woods where he knew Daddy and mommy skiied. I told them we would have to climb up and out because it was going to be to hard for them. Both kids protested loudly, wanting to stay in the woods and ski there. SO my husband and I shook our heads and said ok, the worst thing that will happen is that it will take us a long time to ski the trail. So one of us led the way and our little ones followed and the other skiied behind to help if they got stuck. My son only fell 2 times and they were so happy that they went in the woods they wanted to ski that trail again. Since my late husband and I love the woods we let them ski it one more time and they had a fantastic day. We laughed about it and said people will think we are bad parents letting our kids ski in the glades like that. But they enjoyed it, we were safe and they still remember that to this day.
Another day just my husband and I went but this time in a snow storm. We went into the Timbuktu glade and as we were skiing down I flushed a partridge and it flew right up almost into my face. He saw it being just behind me and to my right. It scared the pants off me. He thought it was one of the funniest things he had seen.
Jay holds a special place in my heart for sure. My kids love it too.