I skied this slope after skiing Bradford in the morning. As I approached my exit off of I-95, it seemed impossible that there was a ski hill near by. Then suddenly there arose a big mound of jumbled rocks and on the back side was Blue Hills. Parking was a nightmare and it appeared that I was competing with museum goers for a spot - a double attraction or sorts I guess.
This little mogul is now owned by Ragged Mountain in NH (or at least it was in 2006). One chairlift and one rope-tow adorn this little hill. All man-made snow without a fleck of the real stuff in the woods. Only one trail was open the day I went, but there was a really nice view of Boston from the top. Squinted hard to see the ocean but to no avail. Maybe on a clear day when the grey waters are sparkling ?
Blue Hills reminded me of Hidden Valley near St. Louis, MO and Snowcreek in Weston, MO - basically a place to learn how to stay upright on one or two boards. Finished off the day with 2 runs on the "handle" tow and then a 2 hour drive home.