If you want diversity and lots of choices Sunday River is the place to go.  Those lifts rush you right up the mountain or should I say mountains for it seems there are several all in one area.  I arrived around 2:00 to an empty spot near the lodge and was able to get right out on the slopes.  The pace had slowed down a bit near the end of the day and so was able to visit with the cheery ticket checkers and lift attendants.  One lift actually took me over a small pond – the only mountain that I know of in New England that travels over water – a fun but somewhat eerie sensation.  Even with no lines to speak of, I only lasted a couple runs.  I then had a quick visit to the Pub to listen to a live band playing with chatty skiers huddled around small barroom tables sipping hot drinks.

I picked up a sew on patch for my vest and left Sunday River for the short drive to a friendly motel over the line in New Hampshire, a short 12 miles away.