MLK weekend and Plattekill, like all other area resorts, was up against it.

All of that beautiful, heaven-sent snow was being washed away by a very inconsiderate and torrential rainstorm rudely descending on our mountain just as the weekend approached and we were finally thawing from a glacial freeze.

But you can’t keep a good mountain down. As soon as the temps hit freezing the guns were prepped and the fight was on.

Ice crystals hung to literally every branch, making the entire forest look as though it were made of glass. I have to say, it was pretty amazing, and it took a bit of the sting out. A reminder that whether the conditions are perfect, or challenged – these mountains are absolutely beautiful.

As I took a line down Upper Face under the guns, it was all I could do not to laugh as I snaked turns in the fresh snow – snow that was being made in abundance, and had completely transformed the resort from an ice rink the day before. The conditions were getting better by the minute.

And after…

How else to toast our favorite mountain?

Psyched for this weekend and all the NEW snow!