I had a decent season, but some big omissions kept it from great or all-time status. I never had an over-the-top deep powder day, and somehow, as hard as it is to do, I missed out on a perfect spring day too.
Deep powder is something that you — or more accurately I — might not get in any given season. Apparently. It’s a fact of life: powder comes when it will and often doesn’t last long.
But spring is more durable. Or it’s supposed to be. Each year some snow falls the sky and some is made by man. Eventually it all melts. The days become sunny and warm and the skiing is good. On occasion, these days fall on weekends too.
