The difference between the helpful friendly and cheerful Okemo employess, and the typically sullen, rude, and dishonest inbrednecks who work at Hunter was astounding.
The difference between the frendly, open and generally nice crowd at Okemo, and the alternately boasting and whining, scheming and scamming Hunter Mtn crowd (mostly from NYC and Jersey) was quite a pleasant surprise.
Having said all that...
I rode the lifts that were open, and explored a lot of the trails, and I won't be going back. There's just nothing there for me.