More craziness

Our power went out about midnight until around 3am. Joe was heroic and kept the fire stoked and kept guard that no power lines were tangled in our ever-stooping trees. We woke up to a state of emergency declared in surrounding areas. Trees were all over the road and our car doors were iced shut, but surely we could ski, right?
We headed to Whiteface, confident, not only would we ski, but it would be tremendous. First, we found out that opening was delayed because the power company wanted Whiteface to keep lifts off for a few hours. We settled in the lodge, confident we would ski, and it would be tremendous. Then, we noticed the winds were pretty crazy. We heard talk (Joe did actually...in the men's room)of "95 mph winds" but that would die down and we could ski, right? We walked outside to look at the hill for signs of activity and noticed it was darn cold - like below zero cold, but it was morning. Surely it would warm and we would ski and it would be tremendous.
Sigh. Not to be. We are home, drinking Wildberry Zinger herbal tee. The boys sledded but Clarke ran into a tree and now they are playing each other in Power Soccer online. We know we can't come back for awhile (probably till after ski season) so this is tortuous.
Meanwhile, our Ski Magazine "spring skiing" issue arrived and I am pouring over, looking for any driveable place that we could ski in late April for the boys next break. The season can't be done yet, can it?