It’s in Jersey, first of all, that crease of bland sprawling chainstrips and shipyards and chemical industry tucked between ever-beating Manhattan and the vast treed infinity to the west, the East Coast’s version of flyover country, a noplace you must drive through on your way from New York City to anywhere south or west. To the extent that anyone outside of Jersey likely thinks of Jersey at all, it is through the prism of the dominant cultural caricatures of the place, the Mafioso or the commuting investment bankers or the shirtless boardwalk bros, slick-haired and brawling and fatuously self-assured. While proximity for me long ago erased those stereotypes, I’ve viewed Jersey mostly as source of cheap beer and a driving irritant, realm of impossible-to-turn-from divided highways and of drivers indifferent to all speed limits and traffic laws. There is a small-town Jersey and a scenic country Jersey and a beachy Jersey, but this is not the Jersey of the popular imagination, and so that works against anything within it from the start.
Beginning in the 24/25 NYSkiBlog will begin a series of articles focusing on the benefits of driving south to ski. Plattekill, Magic and Killington will be prominently featured.
In the interest of time, we'll allow the generalizations about NJ to stand. We're busy MTB'ing down here. https://nyskiblog.com/forum/attachments/20230813_175718-jpg.20824/