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We used to ski the places on Rte. 93 quite a bit when the pups were younger. Wildcat and Gunstock Mtns, too. Less crowded and, truth be told, more genteel folks on average than on the Vermont slopes. I am partial to Loon, but Cannon Mtn. gets the prize for NH's funkiest, old-style place. Here's a brochure from the 1970s (Mittersill has been closed since the 70s):
If you will allow me to call what I do "skiing", then I ski 302 (which is right off 93). Nice up there. Lottsa snow up there this year.
Once upon a time many years ago I had to drive in fog that was, visually speaking, inpenetrable. Couldn't see 10 ft. beyond the headlights. That was in Maine coming out of their little bit of the White Mountains.
A few short weeks ago I experienced a snow whiteout up there in NH near Littleton. Couldn't see 10 ft. beyond the headlights. 20 minutes to drive 4.5 miles. Then ice - roughly 4 hours to travel 135 miles that evening. Nowhere much to pull off and hole up up there so I just kept going.
You can't stop driving just 'cause you can't see - too terrified of what might be climbing up your arse! Danged slow going.
Tralfaz - we know the same places. My folks lived in Wolfeboro and I live 30 minutes from Pats Peak - the slopes used by all the local schools for their afternoon ski programs. Short runs, but the tickets are cheap. I loved Cannon, but the ultimate prestige was to ski Tuckerman's. Never did it myself.
A skier friend in the 1960's had vanity plates (NH was one of the few states that had them then) SKINH. It looked like the beginning of "Skinhead," of course, so he got plates in honor of his Siberian Huskies instead. That SIHUS looked a lot like "sinus" as first glance, so he gave it up altogether. The cars were Austin Healy's, though, which overwhelmed all uncoolness.
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I really miss the State and have made a couple of visits since. Before I finally headed back West, I did my best to re-locate from Nashua to the Connecticut valley but there were never any jobs for my career.
The gracious and beautiful Mrs. Tralfaz has agreed to explore retirement possibilities in NH (2nd home) in the future.
There is/was a winery near Pat's Peak that I used to go to. Can't remember the name but it was always great for a good buy.
BD, Mittersill is now owned by the State of New Hampshire and has been joined with Cannon Mt., expanding the available ski trails. (I don't know how far along they are to merging the two, but there was quite a bit of excitement around here when the deal was finalized a couple of years ago.)
Mittersill is a SUPER interesting place...your link says it was founded by skiers fleeing the Nazis, more accurately it was European Royalty. Baron Hubert von Pantz founded it and named it after Mittersill in Kitzbuhel, Austria. (the town of Franconia was itself named after Franconia in Europe, which later became Bavaria, it so reminded early settlers of that area)
For a time Mittersill was a VERY popular destination for European Royalty and East Coast Money, one of the original guest books has the signature of Princess Elizabeth (prior to her ascending the Throne) and Royalty, Society and Hollywood notables gathered there during it's heyday.
The area is where skiing began in America. While you may know the names of Paul and Paula Valar, Founders of the first Ski School in America (on a slope above a farm in Franconia on the way up to Sugar Hill) But this is also the home area of folks like Sel Hannah, Founder of Sno-Engineering and the modern Ski Area/Business as well as snow making. Sonny MacCauley still lives below Cannon Mt, his living room window overlooking the trails he blazed and cut there many years ago.
As a younger man, it was a rite of passage to hike over the saddle from Cannon to Mittersill and lay tracks in the virgin snow on the trails there. If caught, Cannon would shred your ticket or, even worse, revoke your pass. If the owners of the timeshares at Mittersill saw you coming down the trails they would often call the Franconia police and attempt to press trespass charges ( out of pure spite I always thought). A bit of luck and a getaway driver in the Mittersill lot was needed, but the bragging rights were worth it.
Cannon faces North, so it's cold to begin with. Add to that ice that is commonly referred to as "boilerplate" and you have a real challenge. With all due respect to Tralfaz, I have skied out West and NOTHING there comes close to negotiating Upper Hardscrabble on a tough day. (once, on a dare, I brought my Ruger P-85 and put a round of 9mm FMJ into some "boilerplate" from 15 ft away...the hole was barely big enough to stick your thumb in and only about 3/4 inch deep, truly "bulletproof") If you're going to ski Cannon, sharpen your edges and eat your Wheaties.
In fact it's always easy to spot the folks visiting from out West, they are the ones saying things like "...is it always this cold?" or "...how the hell can anyone be expected to ski THIS?" Ask the greatest American skier of all time(look it up) Bode Miller who grew up skiing this mountain and he'll tell you....if you can ski Cannon...you can ski ANYWHERE!
Here's a link to a more in depth history
ps I'm the pudgy old guy on the 30 year old Dynastars with the Marker Roto-Mats and the Dolomite knee-highs....hideously old-skool I know, but I'll bet you lunch on who makes it to Peabody Base Lodge first
I am sitting 100 yards from the Wolfeboro trails and will be on them this afternoon after I get back from the range. I pretty much grew up on Tenney, where my folks built a cabin in 1968, spending summers there as well as ski season. Nice little mountain.