Ski Bus Trip Jan 2nd, 2026

by Stephen Templeton | Jan 10, 2026 | Trip Report

By Karen McFarlane

On the bright and sunny (OK, it was after dark) evening of January 2, 2026, the first Miramar bus trip of 2026 took off from the streets of New York with 27 hearty ski souls aboard and Al, our wonderful driver, at the helm. (We had lost a few erstwhile ski attendees due to the flu…) We were super excited to make this one of the first slightly post New Year’s trips in recent memory. Normally the conditions are not optimal for this weekend, but this year, conditions were looking pretty darn good! In fact, they were so good, that a bunch of hangers-on from prior trips were still ensconced in the lodge, refusing to leave!

Saturday was a terrific day at Sugarbush! Temps were a balmy $&@ (fill in whatever temp under freezing is comfortable for you), winds at !$& mph (fill in whatever speed is not quite high enough to blow you over) and a continuous stream of the white stuff they call… what is it again… oh yes, SNOW!!

This writer was very nervous and tentative at first, wondering if my old bones and muscles would make it and, half-way through my first run, I decided it was time to quit skiing forever, but after a few more minutes, I realized my ski legs were back on track and I felt terrific-the snow felt like a carpet of talcum powder – just lovely and perfect!! I was with a constantly changing group of Miramar ski partners and we continued to mix and match through and after lunch! By 3:00, a constantly growing group of us commandeered a table or two at Rumbles. Our apres-ski meeting made merry until bus loading time.

It must be noted that our weekend was led by a powerful and terrific duo – Gail and Till. Both had signed up as guests, but due to unforeseen circumstances, Gail first moved up to Staff and, apparently a few hours before the trip, got promoted to Trip Leader. Till also progressed up the ladder to Staff. It is noted that Kirsty, the originally planned Trip Leader, had done a great job of organizing the trip, which was made very difficult by the constantly changing cast of characters who stayed through from prior trips, changing daily from on-bus to off-bus to maybe driving to maybe leaving early, etc. – you get the point. Unfortunately, Kirsty had a last minute problem which prevented her from coming on the trip.

We had our usual lovely cocktail hour, with very tasty hors-d’oeuvres made by our wonderful chef, Matt. We had a guest appearance at the cocktail hour and dinner by our past president, Bill and his lovely wife, Roberta. For those of you who don’t know, Bill and Roberta are the only Miramartians who own a house near the Miramar Lodge which they bought from an actual Von Trapp family member!! (Maria still comes by nightly and sings lullabies to put them to sleep…!)

Following a lovely salmon dinner, again by our wonderful chef Matt (and assisted by the able Maddie), the usual shenanigans of drinking, dancing, shmoozing and hanging by the fireplace took place in our luxurious lounge/bar downstairs.

On Sunday, we did a rinse and repeat, this time at Killington! The weather again was pretty cold, windy and foggy, with snow showers – but the conditions were terrific!! This time, we ended the day listening to music upstairs at the Snowshed bar and then proceeded to trundle our way back to the bus for our trip back home. With happy hour on the bus, together with a delightful repast from Panera, served at 60 mph, our wonderful weekend soon came to an end.

When all is said and done, you can’t go wrong when a first time guest notes that they like the fact that Miramar is “old school and precious!!”

A CHAMPION MIRAMAR SKI WEEK

by Stephen Templeton | Jan 4, 2026 | Trip Report

By Evelyn Konrad
The two-day Miramar ski trip which started on Friday, 26 December, was both an unusual one, for being relatively early considering Vermont conditions, and more than worthwhile writing about. Right from the start, this bus trip was a noteworthy event: we were fully complete, without stragglers, and ready to roll at 5:45 p.m. It was the beginning of a weekend noteworthy for its incredibly cooperative, joyful and enthusiastic guests, of whom there were more than there were members.

It was the Friday of the Big Snowstorm, and all of us old-timers were thrilled that wonderful Al from the Hampton Jitney was our driver. There’s absolutely no safer, nor more helpful and “team-spirited” driver in the world. And boy, was his skill needed: We left before 6 pm and we got to our lodge at Waitsfield at 2:30 a.m.!!! Usual cookies and cider and usual merciless 7:30 am wake-up.

But it was worth it: I thought the conditions at Sugarbush were as good as they get, with fast snow, and oddly enough, morning moguls on the generally smooth side of Hotshot trail.

That’s the end of the good news: I skied so badly, despite the good conditions, that I began considering “an early retirement” at about to be 97 years old. On Sunday the lucky bus people went to Killington, which I usually do not like as much as I love Sugarbush, although I have free lift tickets in both (and that’s an incentive). I took the public bus from Bridge Street up to Sugarbush, was warmly welcomed by the shuttle drivers who have long known “the Old Lady on the Mountain,” or “The Old Lady from that crazy Miramar Club,” and he was visibly relieved that I was still alive and well. Not so for my skiing. Conditions were again optimal, which for me means no wind, but my skiing was appalling, shameful, characterized by desperate snowplows, irregular and unpredictable turns in panic, and snowplow stops. Sorry, but truth must out.

On Monday, as predicted by my friends at the Ski School, was awful weather, I mean plain, pouring rain. Irena, Sergey and I did not even bother to go to the lodge, but went straight to the Sugarbush Rec. Building, with the pool, gym, hot tub and other consolations for the usual one day of bad weather around Christmas. Had such a good time with Irena and her boyfriend, and she and I discovered a ping-pong table, a game she loves and I adored but had not played for some 55 or 60 years: our longest exercise in the beginning was crouching down to pick up balls we had failed to return. But, let me modestly admit that I felt I could get my game back, and if there’s another lousy day during my upcoming ski weeks, I hope to hell that Irene is there and we can get some ping-pong games going, learning to stand far away from the table to return smashing low shots from the opponent.

This report would simply not be complete if I failed to tell about the absolutely wonderful BIRTHDAY PARTY which the terrific gang who stayed at the lodge threw for me, complete with delicious birthday pie, and tactfully, SEVEN CANDLES, not 97!!! No cake big enough for my birthday. Unfortunately, these friends also plastered the pictures and news of my birthday, so that strangers coming to the lodge or meeting me on the lift immediately greeted me with “Happy Birthday, Evelyn,” showing that the publicity-rabid crowd at the lodge had forever ruined my chances of yet another romance. Oh well!

Now for my good news: After four days of such deplorably bad skiing that I was weighing two alternatives: throwing away my ski equipment in perpetuity, or becoming a “Western skier.” Then it happened. Mirabile dictu: On Sunday, our last day and on the Killington day before heading back, I suddenly did it: an all-in-one run down a trail, no stop, no showplow, not yet my inimitably good form, but FULLY IN CONTROL! And so happy that, upon return to the Big City, I immediately signed up for the 23 January 2-dayer, through the 1 February 2-dayer!

Sorry, guys, you’re not rid of me yet!!!

Ski Bus Trip March 28th, 2025

by Stephen Templeton | Apr 5, 2025 | Trip Report

By Phil Caracci

Two weekends in a row??? Yes!! For me it was back to back Miramar weekends. It hit 80 degrees in NYC but northern VT had a winter storm warning and it delivered. I believe Sugarbush saw close to 10 inches of new snow while a bit south of us, Killington had mostly rain. We got lucky!!

24 club members and 12 guests signed up to get in on one of the final weekends of skiing and riding for the season with a forecast that was far from convincing. I called it “the bus of optimists”. My analysis was as follows… I do want to ski this weekend but if there is some rain I’ll do less skiing but still have fun. After all these years I’ve learned that I ALWAYS enjoy the Miramar weekend bus trips. Building new friendships, great meals (prepared by Matt, our chef) and fun parties are all components that factor into a good time. But our snow dance paid off as the storm started just as our chartered bus pulled up to our lodge on Friday night.

You won’t find many groomed trails when a storm rolls in overnight and continues into the ski day. Basically this was a different look than we are accustomed to and it seemed everyone enjoyed the challenge. Even the green trails had moguls by the end of the day! Fun!

Of course fun continues off the slopes too with a great aprés ski party, gourmet dinner, dancing or maybe just chilling with a glass of wine on the couch by the fireplace.

The plan was to ski Killington on Sunday but we were getting reports from friends who were there that we should reconsider. Trip Leader Kim made the call on Saturday night that we’d return to Sugarbush the following day. This turned out to be the only option as Killington lost power from a fallen ice-coated tree and the resort was closed all day. It’s rare that we change up the plan but so glad we did. We got lucky once again! Sugarbush has two base areas. The smaller of the two is Mt Ellen Sunday was the last day of the season for this section so it seemed fitting that our driver Al should drop us off there.

The winter storm was ongoing but today it was what is kindly termed a “wintery mix”. A bit of snow, a bit of rain, maybe some sleet but the big headline was FOG!

Visibility at times was just enough to see the chair in front of you on the lift. You can hide inside or take on another challenge. Our group sort of split with one wise soul hitting the spa instead of the slopes.

Spring skiing is always an adventure. You might get snow, There could be rain. The sun often shines brightly. You rarely need a sweater. More likely you’ll need sunscreen. But above all, always pack a positive attitude….. and maybe a swim suit for the spa, 😁

Ski Bus Trip March 21st, 2025

by Stephen Templeton | Apr 1, 2025 | Trip Report

By Phil Caracci
Spring Fling Trip

I write about our ski weekends often. They follow a well-defined pattern: fun bus ride to VT; amazing breakfast; ski Sugarbush; aprés ski party; world-class dinner; nighttime dance party; another killer breakfast; ski Killington; loud bus ride home with many smiling faces.

As the writer, it’s incumbent upon me to find other aspects of the trip to highlight in order to avoid repetition. I was among the group of 35 skiers and snowboarders that signed up for the Spring Fling Trip.

Let’s talk about Saturday at Sugarbush. It was the first weekend of Spring and this day lived up to expectations. Glorious sunshine from beginning to end. The bluest sky you can imagine!

My typical routine is to ski the mountain from left to right. Start off on Snowball, then Spring Fling, then take the Super Bravo, Downspout Trail to the Heaven’s Gate Chair. We rode up the newest lift spying the conditions on Ripcord (which was great!) and then back up for my favorite summit run – Jester.

What made this special for me was that I was skiing with my friend Chris. He normally skies with other friends that ski more challenging terrain but this day it was just he and I sticking mainly to Blue trails.

Our desire to do some runs off of the North Lynx Chair was thwarted by a temporary mechanical issue so after bombing down the Waterfall Trail, we jumped on the shuttle to Mt Ellen (aka, Sugarbush North), 2 miles away.

This turned out to be winning move as we heard others say the lift lines were getting long back at Lincoln Peak but we had none at all AND the snow was probably better here. It was fantastic in every aspect!

We made a stop for a later lunch hoping there would now be room for us in the tiny Walt’s Cabin (Glen House) midway up the mountain. Indeed there was. We grabbed 2 seats looking out the window and walked over to order lunch from the bartender. I left my reading glasses in my jacket so Chris, reading the menu, told me they had several burgers with a variety of cheese toppings and we both ordered The Goat which featured Vermont Goat Cheese, which I absolutely love. In a few minutes, the server delivered our food to the counter where we were sitting. Chris gently lifted one slice of bread and said alarmingly “they forgot the burger!”. This was met by laughter on both sides of us as we were informed that they only have grilled cheese and soup here! No burgers…. Too funny!

The free shuttle delivered us back to Lincoln Peak where a dance party was well underway in the plaza. Sugarbush declared this Pride Day and you know the outfits and the energy were something to behold. I felt fortunate to locate an empty seat at a prime table near the DJ with folks I didn’t know. They soon left and I claimed the table for our group (via our WhatsApp chat) resulting in a dozen others who came by to enjoy dancing and drinking beers in the warm afternoon sun. This was a classic spring skiing experience. An awesome day.

Sunday was different. I woke up to see the Real Feel temp was 1° (air temp was 14°). A warm sunny afternoon followed by an overnight deep freeze could only mean one thing…. Ice Ice Baby!

Thus skiing was a bit of a challenge on Sunday and if you didn’t have sharp edges the challenge was even greater. However it was again a day featuring brilliant sunshine which did help soften things up later on.

I told one of our guests that after a few runs on the fast & firm slopes of Killington, that I went in for some Clam Chowder. This inspired him to write the following:

◦ No fresh snow today, just ice on the hills,
◦ So Phil took one run and was done with the chills.
◦ “I can’t ski on this, I need some damn powder—
◦ I guess I’ll stay here with this bowl of clam chowder.”

Thanks Johannes!! LOL

Some more tidbits from the trip:

There was a guest who came with her 14 year old son. He was way better than his mom and was quickly adopted by other expert skiers/riders while mom found others at her level to ski with.This is an additional bonus to skiing with a club. If the person you came with is at a very different level you can each find your tribe.

Aamir, my best friend in the club, wasn’t on the trip but lives about an hour away from Killington. He met up with Chris and I on Sunday. After so many years together on and off the slopes, I regard them as brothers. Skiing with Miramar brings people together.

Near the end of the day I told Aamir & Chris that I as done and heading to the base. An older gentlemen overheard the discussion re the best way to get there and offered helpful advice. By coincidence this man, Jerry, had been a Miramar member back in the 70’s! This club goes way back to 1949 and our members are everywhere!

Ski Bus Trip Mar 14th, 2025

by Stephen Templeton | Mar 29, 2025 | Trip Report

By Elizabeth Ernish

On March 14—Pi Day—thirty-plus spirited travelers boarded the Hampton Jitney coach bound for Miramar’s Ski Lodge in Waitsfield, VT. Led by group leader Tom F. and staff member David W., the trip was a true family affair! Parents brought their children, including a pair of twin teens and some full-fledged adults (if there is such a thing). Three married couples traveled with built-in bus companions. We even had “work spouses” — two first time guests (G1s) joined Miramar after their planned office ski trip fizzled out. Outgoing solo travelers quickly embraced the Club’s esprit de corps, and we even saw the return of two prodigal Miramartians, Nancy and Margaret. MIA for most of the season, we were thrilled to have them back!

On winter’s last Saturday—but daylight savings’ first—we encountered unseasonably warm weather (nearly 60°F in the U.S. and 15°C everywhere else) and snow with the consistency of a 7-Eleven Slurpee at Sugarbush’s Lincoln Peak. On balmy days like this, it can be tempting to search for snow off the summit lifts (Heaven’s Gate, Lynx, and Castlerock), but it’s important to stay within your limits. Luckily, G2 (second time guest) Amy’s trip down Upper Jester in the ski patrol bucket was more of a joyride than a medical emergency — things can go awry. Ski safely! Unsure of your skill level? Take a lesson or sign up for one of Sugarbush’s legendary women’s sessions.

Après-ski in Sugarbush’s courtyard took on a Daytona Beach spring break vibe, with outdoor drinking and revelry continuing back at the Miramar Lodge. Resident firestarter Alan M. cranked up the firepit in addition to tending (with some slight hiccups) to the lounge’s fireplace. Meanwhile, G1s Mona and her sons relaxed in the Adirondack ski chairs.

As has become standard, Chef Matt threw down some tasty chow, including St. Patrick’s-inspired corned beef & kraut egg rolls. After dinner, the guests’ post-supper testimonials ranged from heartfelt to hilarious. G2 (second time guest) Evangeline brought down the house with her origin story—turns out she found our little club through Reddit’s *NYCbitcheswithtaste*. Who knew? The evening continued in the lounge with dancing, shenanigans, and even a few Cirque du Soleil-like moves.

Sunday morning, after completing our chores and enjoying a tasty French toast breakfast, we headed to Killington Ski Resort. As the bus meandered south on Route 100, we saw Moss Glen Falls gushing due to the quickly melting snow. 😞 Along the way, we also learned how the Mad River got its name—unlike every other moving waterbody in the Winooski River Basin, the Mad River flows from south to north.

Despite the warm temps, the “Beast of the East” did not disappoint, offering conditions many, many notches above *meh*. A highlight of the day was the Miramar *mishpacha* dining en masse at Peak Lodge, while a select group of foodies indulged in mountain-inspired haute cuisine at the ski-in/ski-out Ledgewood Yurt. After lunch, yours truly led a group of five skiers on the Peak to Creek run—a 3.46-mile trail from Killington Peak to the Skyeship base.

The day wrapped up with everyone piling onto the New York-bound bus at the crack of 4:30 PM, enjoying our traditional bus snacks and cocktails as we traveled south of Rutland, Vermont.