About 90 minutes North of Salt Lake City there’s a quirky, funky local’s ski area named Powder Mountain (affectionately referred to as PowMow).
I don’t know for a fact, but I would guess no capital improvements have been made at PowMow for 20 years.
For starters, PowMow is upside down. The main parking lot is at the top of the mountain.
Most of the lifts are old and slow.
Across the Ogden Valley, mighty Snowbasin has a magnificent stone-and-log day lodge (“Earl’s”), which features a mahogany and brass locker room large enough for the Yankees to hold infield practice. PowMow doesn’t even have a locker room. The only place to change your clothes at PowMow is in your car.
Your local McDonalds has much larger (and much nicer, and much cleaner) bathrooms than the main day lodge at PowMow.
At nearby Deer Valley, it is common to see skiers whipping out their cellphones on the chairlift to make a reservation at one of the gourmet on-mountain eateries, which have wine lists and feature vittles like foie gras and cranberry salad with organic goat cheese. At PowMow, a hot dog with melted Velveeta and a Coke in a paper cup is about as gourmet as you’re going to get.
At PowMow, the two best parts of the mountain do not have lifts. When you ski the aptly-named “Powder Country”, you must take an old school bus back to the resort when you reach the bottom. When you ski “James Peak”, you must either boot pack or skin up 200 vertical feet, ski down a short access road, and then climb 700 more vertical feet to access the peak.
But, sports fans…….when it comes time to get your jiggy on, to crank and bank your planks, to arc ’em out in snorkel powder, there is no better place on the planet to score thigh-deep powder and face shots all day long. And yesterday (March 23) was one of those days.