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Tuesday, January 26th, 2010
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It was a brilliantly sunny Saturday morning when I opened the door to meet Allison Buttner last week. I was about to shake hands with the only female terrain parks manager in Vermont, and I couldn’t develop a clear image of what I was about to see.

I’ve met a lot of terrain parks managers over the years. The role is typically held by burly, goateed and/or heavily whiskered men who thrive in the driver’s seat of heavy machinery. They have names like Gaitor, and Rosey, and Dennis. They wear torn up, paint-splattered snow pants. They play hard and ride harder.

allison_photo_stripSHATTERED STEREOTYPE

I knocked and heard a muffled voice and entered. As my eyes adjusted to the orange light pouring into her office, a reformatted ticket sales booth at the base of Bolton Valley, I found a super-friendly, stylish-looking girl rising from her office chair. There was no gruffness, no heavy metal playing on the stereo, and DEFINITELY no goatee.

“Don’t let the slight, 5-foot frame and dark, doe-like eyes fool you, Stafford,” I thought to myself. “This chick’s got a huge metal rake leaning in the corner and she knows how to use it.”

I glanced down. There were a few tears in the cuff of her pants and paint was splattered all over her boots. Yup, she’s definitely a terrain parks manager.

I hung out with Allison in the Progression Park for a little while. She filled me in on her upbringing in the shadows of Killington Mountain, a dreamworld of Wonka-like proportions for a child during the winter but a pretty boring place in the summer. It was in Killington’s growing park scene that she developed a kinship with terrain parks while she worked as a ski instructor. She decided to stay in the Green Mountain state when she graduated high school, heading to UVM to major in English and continue ski instructing at Sugarbush. When a “park crew” was finally created to manage the parks at Sugarbush, Allison realized she was not just the only female on the crew… she was the only one on the crew, period.

That’s when she decided to migrate north to Bolton. Within a few years, the position of terrain parks manager opened. She plainly told the Mountain Manager, “I want that job.” She got it.

BEING THE BOSS

Allison’s day at Bolton starts around 8am. She meets up with the 5 men she manages on the park crew and they all get to work repairing takeoffs and landings and making sure all the features are safe. Ongoing park maintenance takes up most of the day, and if things aren’t too crazy she sits down to update the Bolton Parks blog with quips, musings and photos. As the day winds down, she gives the night crew their assignments and fills the groomers in on the plan. Then she heads home to her fiancé at their place in downtown Burlington.

And what does Allison Buttner do for fun in her spare time? She plays poker with a bunch of dudes (who probably have goatees and names like Gaitor). “I’ve taken their money a few times,” she told me.

After fixing a downed rope-fence in the Butterscotch park, Allison took for me for a run up Wildreness Peak, a treat for this busy girl who’s usually in the parks all day. The snow was spectacular and the weather was perfect. We shook hands and parted ways at the bottom as she trotted off to a snow-plan meeting with all the mountain executives.

Thank you, Allison, for completely shattering my image of a Vermont terrain parks manager. May your boots always be paint-splattered and your snow rake never dull.

-Luke

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It was a brilliantly sunny Saturday morning when I opened the door to meet Allison Buttner last week. I was about to shake hands with the only female terrain parks manager in Vermont, and I couldn’t develop a clear image in my head.
I’ve met a lot of terrain parks managers over the years. The role is typically held by burly, goateed and/or heavily whiskered men who thrive in the driver’s seat of heavy machinery. They have names like Gaitor, and Rosey, and Dennis. They wear torn up, paint-splattered snow pants. They play hard and ride harder.
I knocked and heard a muffled voice and entered. As my eyes adjusted to the orange light pouring into her office, a reformatted ticket sales booth at the base of Bolton Valley, I found a super-friendly, stylish-looking girl rising from her office chair. There was no gruffness, no heavy metal playing on the stereo, and DEFINITELY no goatee.
“Don’t let the slight, 5-foot frame and dark, doe-like eyes fool you, Stafford,” I thought to myself. “This chick’s got a huge metal rake leaning in the corner and she knows how to use it.”
I glanced down. There were a few tears in the cuff of her pants and paint was splattered all over her boots. Yup, she’s definitely a terrain parks manager.
I hung out with Allison in the Progression Park for a little while. She filled me in on her upbringing in the shadows of Killington Mountain, a dreamworld of Wonka-like proportions for a child during the winter but a pretty boring place in the summer. It was in Killington’s growing park scene that she developed a kinship with terrain parks as she worked as a ski instructor. She decided to stay in the Green Mountain state when she graduated high school, heading to UVM to major in English and continue ski instructing at Sugarbush. When a “park crew” was finally created to manage the parks at Sugarbush, Allison realized she was not just the only female on the crew… she was the only one on the crew, period.
That’s when she decided to migrate north to Bolton. Within a few years, the position of terrain parks manager opened. She plainly told the Mountain Manager, “I want that job.” She got it.
Allison’s day at Bolton starts around 8am. She meets up with the 5 men she manages on the park crew and they all get to work repairing takeoffs and landings and making sure all the features are safe. Ongoing park maintenance takes up most of the day, and if things aren’t too crazy she sits down to update the Bolton Parks blog with quips, musings and photos. As the day winds down, she gives the night crew their assignments and fills the groomers in on the plan. Then she heads home to her fiance at their place in downtown Burlington.
And what does Allison Buttner do for fun in her spare time? She plays poker with a bunch of dudes (who probably have goatees and names like Gaitor). “I’ve taken their money a few times,” she told me.
After fixing a downed rope-fence in the Butterscotch park, Allison took for me for a run up Wildreness Peak, a treat for this busy girl who’s usually in the parks all day. The snow was spectacular and the weather was perfect. We shook hands and parted ways at the bottom as she trotted off to a snow-plan meeting with all the mountain executives.
Thank you, Allison, for completely shattering my image of a Vermont terrain parks manager. May your boots always be paint-splattered and your shovel always in snow.

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Bolton bluebird

Sunday, January 24th, 2010

Yesterday was far and away my best day of the season. All the ingredients were there: uninterrupted sunshine, temps in the upper 20s, no wind and no lift lines. Icing on the cake: I was introduced to the Wilderness peak at Bolton Valley by terrain parks manager Allison Buttner (stay tuned for an interview with Allison later this week.)

If you’ve never been to Bolton and you’re a glades-lover, you are depraved. Seriously, go there. You can duck into the trees almost anywhere on any trail and find the good stuff — I was stumbling onto fresh powder on every other run, even though there hasn’t been a good dumping in over 2 weeks.

I hope you were able to get out on Saturday. But if not, here’s a batch of photos to rub it in…

Bolton Valley (Camel's Hump in the background)

Bolton Valley (Camel's Hump in the background)

Riders emerging from the woods at the summit. No idea what they were doing in there.

Riders emerging from the woods at the summit. No idea what they were doing in there.

Bolton has a wind turbine so you can get green while you get rad in the parks.

Bolton has a wind turbine so you can get green while you get rad in the parks.

No photoshopping here - it was THAT bluebird yesterday.

No photoshopping here - it was THAT bluebird yesterday.

Even the moon made an appearance. It was all, "sure looks like a nice day to ride down there." The moon can't snowboard, though, on account of its not having any legs.

Even the moon made an appearance. It was all, "sure looks like a nice day to ride down there." The moon can't snowboard, though, on account of its not having any legs.

And the award for best dressed goes to... (I overheard someone ask him if it his hat was made of coyote or fox and he said, "nope. wolf." so it would be wise not to get on this guy's bad side.)

And the award for best dressed goes to... (I overheard someone ask this guy if his hat was made of coyote or fox and he said, "nope. wolf." so it would be wise not to get on this guy's bad side.)

Million dollar view, for the price of a lift ticket.

Million dollar view, for the price of a lift ticket.

Just one of the leftover stashes I stumbled upon at Bolton Valley. Score.

Just one of the leftover stashes I stumbled upon at Bolton Valley. Score.

-Luke

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