There was an industry conference, so I rented a car and headed up to Stowe. The drive was awesome, just a little over 5 hours with a stop for gas. Again, I'm an idiot, and didn't bring my camera, so I have no pictures.

I'm a little peeved that I'm not going to get the chance to hit the slopes, but I'm only going to be here until Tuesday morning, and tomorrow's eaten up by the conference. What kills me most is that the powder looks awesome. They got snow here yesterday and the weather forecast has flurries for tomorrow. It's cold at night and the days have been in the 30s. Basically, the weather is perfect.

Meanwhile, according to the sign that I saw on Interstate 89, just before the exit for Stowe, this is moose country. I haven't seen any yet, but dammit, I will see one before I leave.

Labels: moose, skiing, travel, Vermont