This morning we were in Maine. By
noon we’re skiing Utah’s renowned powder.
An early drive to Logan, a
direct flight to Salt Lake City, an efficient check-in
at our hotel, and we are on the slopes at
Park City Mountain. The snow
is soft at 9,000-feet, the sky is blue, the scenery is traditional
Rocky Mountain spectacular.
A quick swipe of the credit card,
click into our skis and we board the Payday hi-speed six-pack lift.
Six minutes and 1,200 vertical feet higher we board the Bonanza,
another hi-speed six-pack for another 1,100’ vertical, that deposits
us high above the legendary miner’s town of Park City. Fresh powder
tracks by 1pm. No jet lag, no Olympic size crowds, just 3,300 vast
acres of skiing.
Welcome to the reality of Utah
skiing, the west’s most accessible slopes. We happen to have chosen
Park City as our first ski stop, but we could have been at the summit
of Snowbird,
Alta,
Deer Valley,
The Canyons,
Solitude, Brighton or Snowbasin on our first day – all within an hour’s drive of Salt Lake
City airport.
Park City is big, more than twice
the size of Sugarloaf. Lift pods (a dozen of them) head every which way, to
the point of confusion to the newcomer. Guided tours are recommended,
but my husband absorbs trail map content through osmosis.
Of
the 100 trails, Park City has everything from perfectly buffed
blue-square cruisers to extreme terrain. We do not even scratch the
surface of the six upper bowls including hair-raising Jupiter or
McConkey’s. From a glance, we determine those ominous double black
diamond chutes and steeps are best saved for when our kids are in ski
camp.
We ski the fall line of “Picabo,”
where the trail’s namesake will competed in the women’s GS in the 2002
Utah Olympics.
“Having the Olympics come to my hometown was a dream come true,” said Picabo Street.
Park City hosted all of the
Olympic snowboard events and the alpine Giant Slalom. At the time, lifts
were replaced with
speedy 6 passenger detachable chair lifts – four of them. These lifts are
highly social, comfortably seating our entire family, a ski patroller
and a local powder hound. The patroller reflected that when this area
opened 1964 as Treasure Mountain, high winds would shut down
mountain lifts, but intrepid skiers would make their way through the
underground mining shafts to reach the fresh “pow.”
We make infinite turns on a dozen
superb cruisers our first day. We already logged more miles on our
skis than our rented SUV.
Day
two, an attentive Deer Valley host unloads our skis as we arrive at
the immense Snow Park Lodge. This is no standard base lodge. I gawk at
the massive beams, gleaming brass fixtures and elegant appointments.
This is home to Bogner wearing clientele. No wooly ski pants or grungy
snowboard attire here (Deer Valley is one of four ski resorts still
banning boarders).
Our inaugural ride up the Silver
Lake Express shows perfectly manicured corduroy in all directions. The
comfy quad gives us a bird’s eye view of next month’s Olympic
freestyle aerial jumps, the mogul and slalom courses.
Our son longs to ski “Champion,” the
mogul run where Jonny Moseley bumped and jumped for gold.
My husband, the trail map man, leads us past Stein Erickson’s
impressive lodge, and up the Quincy Mountain lift, toward Empire
Canyon, the highest elevation of Deer Valley at 9,570-feet.
F
rom
the Empire summit, my mate drops into steep chutes while I lead the
kids down the sparkling snow-covered “Superior” trail which saunters
down this impressive peak. Empire Canyon, added a few years ago, ended
Deer Valley’s reputation as “Bambi Basin” by rounding out their
immense intermediate offerings with steep, deep, bowl skiing that
other Utah areas have long been famous for.
Day three, we are very comfortable
in the lap of luxury, exploring more of Deer Valley’s extensive seven
mountains of terrain. We ski silky smooth snow, ride spiffy lifts and
sip “the most chocolaty hot cocoa” my daughter has ever tasted.
Everything you hear about Deer
Valley is a true, chef created gourmet buffets in posh lodges, supple
leather seating in the heated gondola. My son returned from his jaunt
to the men’s room wide-eyed, “These definitely are not Sunday River’s
bathrooms,” referring to the marble and shining gold plated fixtures
one would expect to find at a Ritz Carlton but never a ski area base
lodge.
Deer Valley is upscale, exclusive
(example -the snowboard prohibition) and pricey. But you get what you
pay for - pampered service, superb conditions, cushy lifts, and
magnificent lodges in an enchanting mountain setting.
Day four, we drive a scenic 8 miles
through Park City to yet another immense resort, The Canyons,
formerly Park West Wolf Mountain ski area.
A transformation of 17 new lifts and
the creation of a base village in the past decade has allowed the Canyons
to
claim “Utah’s largest ski area.”
From
the Canyon’s
Grand Summit Hotel, and
the resort plaza, the mountain doesn’t look like much but my trusty
trail map spouse promises there is more to this place than meets the
eye.
We head for the Gondola, no leather, but we were the first eight-passengers to
launch out of the base this morning. Sure enough, as we crest the
hill, more lifts (16 all-tolled) and eight mountains peaks come in to
focus.
The Tombstone Express services
superb cruisers among magnificent aspen groves. Peak Ninety Nine 90,
symbolizing the actual summit elevation, is black diamond wildness via
hi-speed quad. It’s all expert powder shots and steeps, but no easy
way out.
Peak 5 offers fun, twisty glades or
a mellow cruise down “Harmony” back to the resort base. On the western
most flank, Dreamscape was added last season with intermediates in
mind.
The Canyon’s eastern-most Condor
Express can keep upper-end skiers and riders grinning all day in
Chutes 1 through 7. The luge-like “Canis Lupis,” trail is the site of
that notorious James Bond ski scene, you’ll feel like “007” as you
shoot from one blind banked turn to the next.
From this eastern boundary of the
Canyons, if you have backcountry training and avalanche equipment
(peeps, electronic locater devices and shovels), you can hike another
600’ to access the wide-open bowl off Murdock Peak. We found the
speedy lifts served us ample vertical.
The Canyons, like nearby Park City
and Deer Valley, warrants at least two days to master. Unlike its
neighbors, The Canyons will not be hosting any Olympic venues but that
is no reason to skip this new mega resort.
Last
but not least for us, we discover Snowbasin, host to the Winter
Olympics showcase events, the Downhill and Super G. This vast 1939 ski area, 33 miles east of Salt Lake City, has been a humble
powder spot for Ogden locals.
In 1984, Earl Holding, oil tycoon
and owner of glitzy Sun Valley ski resort, purchased the area. He saw
the mountain’s enormous potential but his ambitious expansion plans
were stymied in National Forest red tape until Utah garnered the Games
in 1995.
Suddenly things freed up. Permits in
hand, Holding proceeded to pump millions into this 3,200-acre ski
resort, including two high-speed 8-passenger gondolas, three quads and
a tram, plus palatial mountain lodges.
Today, “The Basin” is comprised of
five gorgeous mountain peaks jutting up to heights of 10,000’.
Snowbasin is an alpine paradise with 2,940’ of lift-accessed vertical
and more wide-open spaces, deep bowls and steep chutes than you can
poach in a week.
The only shame is this “powder
stash” is about to be discovered by the world.
The Olympic downhill course is
considered one of the most challenging in the world. Bernard Russi,
the “crazy Swiss” FIS course designer and ’72 Downhill gold medallist,
laid out this harrowing “Grizzly” course with 70-degree pitches and
reverse fall line turns plummeting a dizzying 2,770 vertical feet.
It took me a little longer than the
Olympic standard minute plus to ski this spine-tingling run. I stopped
a few times to contemplate the sheer madness of the world’s fastest
racers flying down this course at 80 m.p.h. for Gold.
Snowbasin's four magnificent on mountain
log and rock lodges are of the same classy caliber as sister resort
Sun
Valley, Idaho.
With 500 inches of dry fluffy powder
which they have patented “the greatest snow on Earth,” convenient
flights, and ten ski resorts within an hour’s drive from Salt Lake
Airport, Utah is hard to beat.
After the athletes’ Gold rush in
February, Utah skiing is on everyone’s list. This
ideal ski destination has gone from hosting the best in the world to
attracting the rest of the world.