According to Kevin Shearer, a DCSki reader, this resort was located just across the road (Route 31) from Hidden Valley. Kevin reports that Plateau De Mount closed in the mid 1970’s and had a vertical of about 200 feet.
“There was a double chair and it appears that it was an upside-down resort with seven trails,” writes Kevin.
“I have heard that the owner doesn’t want people coming to the ski area,” warns Kevin.
I am not sure where you heard the NASCAR wind tunnel story, but the Laurel Hill tunnel is used for salt and PennDot equipment storage. The abandonded turnpike east of Breezewood was used for various training and testing projects by DOT and PennDot, but I doubt any wind tunnel use. Anyway, the Sidling Hill and Rays Hill tunnel are open for mountain-biking. I am not sure if the old sidling hill rest stop is still used as a Police shooting range though.
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For everyone else, I’ll get a bunch of pictures in the next few weeks, of both the caves and the platue.
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He had a cool car back in the day, a 2 seater volvo.
He had a cool car back in the day, a 2 seater volvo.
It has mostly caved in now. I was able to enter the basement where there was huge timbers and stone work, and fireplaces and the thickest most plush red carpet. You could tell this was a spectacular lodge at one time.
i’ve been up there many a time. its beautiful. BUT it burnt down. and all there is is the remains. most of it is still standing but it is very unsafe to go in. my friends bothers friend has a house near there and says that suposibly mountian lions live in there but i dont know. i would love to find more history about this. my email is Dalekaufm@aim.com
Its Dalek well heres the thing you can hike there maybe but i wouldnt advise it going alone. however the laural mountain hiking trail is maybe a couple miles up the road. and Kooser state park is across the road. i highly doubt you can ski there because its really over grown. you might be able to cross country but im not that sure there is alot of places to go. you would be better off going to hidden valley which is a mile up the road.
But seriously, of you know of other examples, please list them in the “lost parts of open areas” threads in the “Lost Ski Area Discussions” subforum. I know I can’t think of anything that hasn’t been thoroughly reused or renamed for the past 30 years.
Lift prices have been eliminated, providing a true bargain. But be warned, this is a true “skiers mountain” that even goes beyond Blue Knob and Laurel Mountain with it’s rustic facilities.
Current owners are not good business people, and are known to shoot at visitors. Other than that a wonderful place to take the entire family for a day on the slopes.
A few years ago I discovered this place marked on an old map and had to check it out. Parked my car at the top and went in on my telemark ski gear. That year we had about a foot and a half on the ground and it was great skiing!
Glades up top open up wide on the steepest bottom sections. Went back once more and found a threatening note on the windshield of my car. Haven’t gone back since but some folks ski over from the North Woods area to avoid parking at the top.
I went into the old lodge and loved it. No ghost experience, just dissapointment that it has deteriorated so badly.
I want to buy it and turn it into a nordic center!
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i found it that it is going to be mined by new ent soon.
Also took a trip there today and within 45 seconds had a car there on us.
everything is gone! the club house is there whats left of it.burned
I know. I live here.
I made friends in Zalaegerzed when I studied with Peter Scabolcs and feel an afinity for the people there.
. It would be wonderful to talk with you again.
We never had any problem for all the time that Steve still owned the lodge and the ground around it. Which actually was until just about two years ago. The Rogal family out of Pittsburgh - the same people who bought the horse stables years ago plus a lot of land up around there now own the old lodge area. Mr. Rogal, the father, died around 3-4 years ago and I believe Mrs. Rogal died within about another year. The last I looked at the Somerset County online real estate info, a Rogal Family Trust owns everything now.
I’ve been going up there for almost 50 years now. I’ve never seen a bear. To my knowledge there were never any deaths, wild animals, or ghosts in the ski lodge.
The area has always been a private resort. The roads are not public roads, are not maintained or cleared by Jefferson Twp. or Somerset County. So in that sense, unless you own property in there, you should NOT be in there.
As with any second home community, strangers are always looked at warily. Due to people worrying about break-ins. Sorry, but that is just a part of life.
I will say this, the public parks have been so vastly improved nowadays that no one should ever not be able to enjoy the Laurel Highlands. Have you visited Laurel Hill State Park lately? Fabulous improvements. A great boat/canoe rental program. Ranger talks for kids. All hiking trails groomed, mapped and rated for difficulty with maps available from the Park Rangers. And the beach is really nice too.
Unfortunately the Kooser Park swimming area is polluted again, so it is closed. Too much algae from too much runoff the Ranger says. He says next year the State will fix the problem. Fishing still allowed there and they say you can eat the fish, but I wouldn’t.
A charming man. Quite the individualist. Ahead of his time. He was the architect of the ski lodge and the tentels. Also of Phyllis’s cabin (long owned by a Pittsburgh family). (He was never married to either Laverne or Phyllis, by the way.)
A Steve story: Phyllis’s magnificent cabin is being built. Radical architecture (for its time). Local carpenters working furiously under Steve’s daily supervision. One day my father and my grandfather (who happened to be a retired carpenter) stopped by to visit the construction site. Grandad was talking to one of the job carpenters, saying that it looked like a “real challenging job”. The guy answered something like, “Oh, ain’t seen nothing yet.” Standing in the living room area, gazing up at the exposed wood cathedral ceiling of this tall, unique A-frame structure and the open loft above, Grandad asked “What do you mean?” The carpenter replied, “Look at these plans. See any stairway?”
Ummm…turns out the architecht had failed to include any access whatsoever to the upstairs sleeping loft. And none of the carpenters wanted to point it out to Steve. They were just continuing with their work, waiting for him to discover it.
But you had to love the guy!
I started to skiing in the sixties in France when we came back from Africa where my family used to live. In 1968 I had been jobless in Montreal and one day I’ve stumbled across a newspaper with classified jobs advertisements and I detected one offer: Somebody was searching a ski teacher for his resort in the US. I answered immediately, but notified first: that my English was something like basic and secondly: that I was not a ski teacher and that I was looking for a job like slope man or whatever. He answered me, “You are French, so you will be our ski teacher!” (I guess because the French got a lot of medals during the Olympic games held in 1968!)
Anyway, at Christmas night I went by Greyhound bus from Montreal to Pittsburgh, and Steve picked me up, accompanied by a young lady (Sandy?)
The first night I slept on the stage in the big hall restaurant, then in a barrack down in the forest. Not the A-frame hut. I slept very well, but the third night, Steve gave me a carbine M1 and something like a western Colt. After that my good and peaceful sleep had been gone!
When I saw the ski resort, I could not believe it! One double chair cabin and right and left several very short trails. Classified from easy till very difficult. For me they looked all same without any difficulties. I was consternated. But Steve was very proud of it.
Steve was somebody with vision. The building he constructed was in fact astonishing (Steve: “Best in the world!”). He was also thinking about a snow making machine (“the water is there, look the pond”) and he was absolutely convinced of his idea that the future of skiing will be “the short skis”. He had already a lot of short Skis to rent. Today skis are shorter, indeed, but not that short. Moreover I remember one lovely old man who was managing at the chair cabin but unfortunately I could not understand him well.
Steve’s food was wonderful. Many years after, I tried in other places to eat his masterpiece again: the “Beef Stroganoff”, but it never had been as good as Steve’s Stroganoff, in fact the “best in the world!” There was also a nice and extremely efficient lady working in the kitchen. She was a good rider, too, she told me that she was riding in Brazil many years before. I cannot remember her name but both, she and Steve, had in my eyes, a quite complicated relationship which I never understood, same regarding with Sandy by the way.
I stayed from end of 1968 till March 69 and there was almost no snow at all. Snowing did happen only during my first day and for my very last day only. And on the first day a child broke his leg and just on my last day it was the same with a lady.
No snow? So I could try the American dream how to get a millionaire by washing dishes. So I had to help in the kitchen, I did not become a millionaire but I got enough money to fly back home.
No snow? No problem, Steve had a horse stable and if not skiing so we could go riding (Steve: “best horses in the world!”). For me for the first and the last time.
Steve was sometimes very choleric, for nothing. He made me speechless. But he could be very generous and funny. To see a movie, the three of us (with the lady cook) started in his 2 seats Volvo (Steve “Best car in the world”) and we drove more than 100 km to see a spaghetti western. For me, that was the American way of life!
Time passes, this year I will be 70 years old, but I can say my time in Plateau du Mont was more than interesting. And I was really shocked to read that the area is closed after a fire damage.
(How can here I post some pictures?)
Sadly, what ever was left of this lodge burned down last night.
So what are they going to do with the heap of scrap that remains? That just further declines the appearance of this location. I wonder if somerset county would be willing to put something up there to signify the historical nature and clear the scrap.
We actually drove through this area just recently as from time to time we like to find areas to checkout with the kids. Our dream is to own a cabin somewhere near 7Springs, or really anywhere within quick driving distance to the resorts while enjoying the mountains and all they have to offer. As we always find ourselves being impacted financially by surprises, part of the fun really is driving and discovering yet another seemingly non-existent road that leads somewhere…knowing that we may never find ourselves owning a piece of these wonderful areas.
The first thing I noticed was the portion of the old lift. I was excited, the wife asked ‘but where did they ski here, it seems flat. The ‘road’ is all but gone there around the lodge. If you look on GPS it exists but is otherwise a field. I stopped near the lodge and notice what I could see was glass placed on the ‘road’ in various places. I picked up several pieces and tossed them toward the lodge. They seemed a distance away from the ldoge and almost intentional. After reading this thread, I’m starting to believe it was. I’m also starting to think I need to keep a more keen eye open for people when I drive around. I definetely had a sense that there was something a bit off about this little old area. Right down the road there are large ‘cabins’ being built with no one ever in them. I would love to think that someone would try and bring some more modest development here and try to rekindle some of that mini resort spirit long lost.
As for the ponds, they were very dark when we visited. I doubt it houses fish of any quantity but may be wrong.
I did not notice ‘no tresspassing’ signs of any kind. I do want to stress that I felt like we were being watched but nobody was in sight.
Jacques (frenchkiss) was kind enough to share two photographs from his post above.