I have a confession to make.
I’m a bubble convert.
That’s not an easy admission for somebody who prides himself on being raised as a hardy New England skier. Because if we have to hide from the cold, wind, and — dare I say it — snow, that might come with a day on the slopes, then what are we doing out there anyway, right?
I admittedly rolled my eyes when Mount Snow introduced its Bluebird Express almost a decade ago. The six-passenger lift, armed with a definitive, blue canopy to shield riders from the elements, sounded like an Alpine apocalypse. A few years later, Okemo came along and gave us the Sunburst, the country’s first six-person heated bubble chair. It seemed like we had all succumbed to a sort of plush bonanza better suited for celebrities at Aspen.
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