The Christmas Pipe
By: Brian Boeckl
Mid-December can be a golden time for local skiers. If the weather, equipment, a good crew and a dose of luck all align, most runs at Nub’s Nob can be open before Christmas. The crowds of that week haven’t shown up yet, but the snow is fresh and the hill is yours.
One such December day took Sarah Mayhew up the Red Lift, where she noticed something unusual looming up as the chair began to climb: two massive piles of snow stacked high, running hundreds of feet long with a wide depression between them. Realistically it could only mean one thing.
Finding Nub’s Nob GM Ben Doornbos, she sought confirmation of the apparition made manifest. She caught Ben on the hill looking worn from the months of preparation, and put it to him: “In the park, is that what I think it is?”
“We’re trying,” Doornbos revealed. Those were as many cards as Ben was willing to lay on the table at that point, but it was enough to make Sarah tear up a bit.