Giving Sugarloaf its Propers: An Update to My Sunday River Love Story

It's Monday in late March.  My legs ache beautifully.  The strong sensory memory of a Bag Burger lingers.  The vista seen from the Snowfields still moves my skier's soul.  And those turns a few days after 15" of snow: damn it's good to be alive on the same planet as Sugarloaf. I was lucky enough … Continue reading Giving Sugarloaf its Propers: An Update to My Sunday River Love Story

Sunday River and Me: An Unlikely Love Story

In the seven years I've lived in Maine, I've entertained the Sunday River vs. Sugarloaf comparison ad nauseum.  For years I was on the Sugarloaf side, and to a certain extent, I still am.  During my early years in Maine, I lived virtually equidistant to both mountains.  Sugarloaf seemed to have stronger terrain, better skiers, … Continue reading Sunday River and Me: An Unlikely Love Story