
The pace of the ski areas in the Berkshires is similar to their peaks — broad and rolling. The ski areas that dot these small mountains do a reasonably good job of separating New England from New York — we see you straddling the line, Catamount.
They might not offer the most vertical drop, the fastest lifts, the most natural snowfall or same volume of manmade snow as the biggest resorts of northern New England, the ones that people from Greater Boston flock to seemingly every weekend.
What they have each done, successfully, is carve out a niche for themselves in their corner of the world, even if it doesn’t revolve around the Hub of the Universe. Each area is able to take advantage of a steep pitch on the upper third of the mountain that is just long enough to keep people dialed in.
Route 7 is the main north-south road through the area, and like the Berkshires, its 54 miles in Massachusetts is at a pace much slower than I-91 off to the east, which whisks the New Haven, Hartford and Connecticut River Valley crowd north.