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Tuesday, 05 February 2013 22:22

Platty Goes Pagan

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What would you do for snow? Well, if you're one of about 50 Plattekill skiers, something close to a pagan ceremony. Last weekend there was a snow fest of sorts, a dinner and then a bonfire all to honor Ullr. Ullr, you say? Who? He is the snow god. His name also means "Glory." Read this from Wikipedia: "For decades and originating from within the winter skiing community of Europe, the Scandinavian god "Ullr" is considered the Guardian Patron Saint of Skiers (German Schutzpatron der Skifahrer). An Ullr medallion or Ullr ski medal, depicting the Scandinavian god Ullr on skis holding a bow and arrow, is widely worn as a talisman by skiers in Europe and elsewhere. In Norse mythology, Ullr also spelled Ull, a hunter god, was considered a superb archer and skier, and was the god to invoke when engaging in single combat, his favourite sport, however, was chasing game with a bow and arrow through the mountains at speed on skis."ullr rich image

Friday, 01 February 2013 22:43

Betting the Bank – Or a Buck

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Ed's note: This fine piece of epic prose describes a heroic race last weekend, AKA the Great Chef Races, held on Sunday morning, and betting all of a dollar. The race is going to be restaged this Sunday. It's a battle of men vs women where age seems to come before beauty, but some of us (the editor here is betting on beauty). Also note, this is a guest post by Mr. Nathan Batthany and Kaelie Van Loan.

The dollar was in play, the course was set handicaps were placed and ski patrol counted them down. It was a beautiful blue bird day on Sunday morning at Plattekill Ski Center when Nate Batthany and Kaelie Moon Van Loan stood in the starting gate at the top of Upper Sundown.

Wednesday, 30 January 2013 21:02

Snow Cowboys Farming the White Stuff

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Oh yeah, whither the weather and where goes my winter? These are the questions on my mind. And probably yours too. I mean, I live what, 10 miles from Platty and I hear the wind raging and rain falling and I know how warm it is. So what happens now? See that nice picture? The one with the whales... Yeah that was last weekend when it was cold, squeaky-snow-cold where it sounded like crunched up styrofoam. See those whales? That is your answer. That is our salvation. They are going to ensure that we have a good weekend. Read more...