So, I bought a bottle of water this morning...
I don't look at the label till I sit down. Wtf? You've got to be kidding me. The mountain in the back isn't Sugarbush, it's the Aiguille du Midi in Chamonix, France. I guess why get water from Fiji when you can get it from Vermont.
Maybe it's a sign? Yes. Thirty minutes later it starts raining.
I was planing to go to Les Houches, one of the ski areas in the Chamonix. Valley. Because I couldn't get a guide, it's going to be foggy, and they have trees. Plus, no one ever goes there. Turns out everywhere in the Cham Valley is closed due to wind. Except where I decided to go, Les Houches. Back to the Vt theme, it's as if Mt Snow, Stratton, Okemo, Killington, Sugarbush, and Stowe all close but there's a free bus that will get you to Bromley in 20-60 minutes.
At least the rain, fog, and wind, (wait, are we in Vt?), will keep the crowds down.
Sign #2- two Scotsman carrying perfect Texas Suitcases off the bus. It's impressive actually. I know they're Scottish because one out of twenty words is an actual english word with a Scottish accent. All the other words I don't recognize. (Sorry, no photo. It was raining)
The Texas Suitcase carrying Scotsmen part to reveal a massive line for the gondola. (Like Bromley, it comes right down to the road) Sure, most people bailed, but every ski school that has to use snow has to take their students here. And not everyone bailed. So, it was crowded. And raining. At least graupel was coming down at the top. It would change to snow.
Occasionally, the sun sort of came out. The views must be phenomenal. What little that can be seen is breathtaking.
Gorgeous.
And there's a train that goes up??
Can't see the wet. Well, you couldn't see much.