Yesterday a couple of us drove up to ski the the glades in the old growth forest above the local commercial ski area.
With the car problems, it has been a month since I’ve been on snow. In this interval it seems that there has been a huge amount of precipitation — and up there it is all new snow. I’d say that the snowpack has more than doubled in depth.
There was several inches of fresh powder over a crust (I’d hardly call it a base – I could poke my pole through it). The trees were blasted with ice and pillowed with snow. Although the sun was often shining it was through a slivery mist. The place was magical, and I had the joy of sharing with someone who was experiencing that place for the first time.