…What? Hints: New Hampshire. She went to Smith. Her husband’s last name was the name of the creation. Many thanks to the New England Ski Museum, now with an Eastern Slope branch in North Conway, NH, in addition to their home base at the foot of the Cannon Mountain gondola, Franconia. Last Week Yes, Buddy Werner is the skier on[Read More…]
Step 2: Go Out, Do It. One of the joys of working at Ski Magazine was that I was paid to test skis!!! Ski manufacturers shipped skis to our lab for testing and when it was completed, the skis were covered with self-adhesive shelf-paper and numbered so the testers couldn’t identify the ski. Mother Nature dictated our location and we[Read More…]
The Creative, Intense, Funny, Unique Journalist Will Be Remembered As One-Of-A-Kind. Ski journalist John Henry Auran was the kind of person you could never forget. I worked for John Henry, or JHA, as he was known to some, in the early 70s at SKIING Magazine, then located at One Park Avenue in New York City. Despite different life paths since[Read More…]
Whatizzit? This beautifully designed object comes from the Vermont Ski and Snowboard Museum. What’s it for? Have you used one? When was that, by the way? Let us know. Scroll down to add your COMMENTS below. Last Week Once again, it is clear there are some sharp-eyed ski historians out there in reader-land. There were lots of very astute comments.[Read More…]
After 7o Years Of Chronicling The Sport, The Venerable Publication Closes. The rumors are true. SKIING Magazine, like so many other classic magazines, has finally closed down after nearly 70 years of publishing. This is especially sad for me because I worked for SKIING in the early 1970s as a junior editor. It was there I found myself catapulted into[Read More…]
Leafing Through An Old Magazine Reminds Us Of A Great Writer Back in the early 70s, as assistant editor at SKIING Magazine, then located at One Park Avenue in New York, we would occasionally watch a typescript from John Jerome arrive in the mail and work its way through the editorial process. After reading a couple of paragraphs, it became[Read More…]
It is a sunny and cold Thursday morning in early February. There are a handful of other skiers on the mid-New Hampshire ski area lift. I decide to go right at the top. Trail is untouched, the corduroy grooming marks fresh and waiting. I turn, effortless. Ahhh. I turn again, making a big, wide arc. The feeling is like floating,[Read More…]
