Kristen Fiocco (in her words)
Kristen after fresh lines in Andre's Paradise
-Recounting her storm experience from the weekend of February 26, 2012-
I have never been filmed skiing before, or really even get pictures taken of me. It was pretty confusing at first, and a lot more hiking that I thought about. As we skied down, Andrew and his coworker would spot lines, and then have to ride to the bottom of it without touching the snow, and yelled to Paige and me where to ski. I didn’t even know he was taking video and stopped in my line a few times or skied the wrong direction. It was super fun though, and Paige and I had some good stoke together. Watch their powder edit here -> 37804443
After filming, at the base, Andrew asked to take a photo of me with a “mean face” with my goggles off. I wasn’t sure why he needed my goggles off, but I trusted it was for the good of his work. Well, when I was up at 4 AM, I wasn’t thinking that I still had on last night’s makeup and went skiing with it still on. Since it was snowing so hard, it had started to run and I pretty much looked like Courtney Love. He shared that photo with Jay Peak fans with my blessings, even though it is slightly embarrassing, but obviously not too embarrassing since I’m writing about it right now.
Jay Peak had more female centered posts that day, and I am overwhelmed with the thought that I was a part of it. The video ended up being a huge hit and got half as many shares as it did likes.
Then we were back out at for the rest of day. It’s not worth trying to describe how amazing it was, look at some of the pictures. But I’ll just say we were one of the last ones, besides ski patrol, down the hill. And it was still snowing… heavily… at 4 PM, 5 PM…
Andrew, Ryan, and I decided to get a beer at the end of the day. I got to see the Pump House for the first time, which I think is probably the weirdest thing to come to Vermont, but entirely wonderful. It just didn’t seem real.
As we were drinking our beer, there were talk and rumors on how horrible the road conditions were. I heard a truck slipped out and was blocking traffic that afternoon, but that didn’t really concern me since I was still skiing. Ryan drives an amazing Subaru that could most likely get us out. (Which by the way, I always thought it was a funny joke how so many Vermonts drive those. Now I know that it’s not a joke, and those cars are pretty much snow tanks. For serious.)
Andrew had parked his car stateside, so Ryan and I were going to give him a lift to the other side of the mountain and head back home, when not a minute before we were going to head out, a Jay employee knocked on his window to tell us that a bus had got stuck on 242 and was blocked the road entirely, and our way home was closed. And it was still snowing heavily.
Andrew has a sister that was at a condominium nearby, so we thought we could hang there until we knew what to do. So we drove Andrew back to stateside parking lot, where he discovered he had left his Nissan window down that morning and he must have had at least 2-3 inches of snow in his backseat/everywhere. It was pretty incredible, but kind of funny. Meanwhile it was still snowing crazy heavy! Please believe me, it was snowing really fucking hard. I was started to get scared we wouldn’t get home safely. Or that bus would block us all night.
TO BE CONTINUED…