I thought it couldn't get any better. It did get better.
Last night was supposed to snow 2-4". It snowed a foot. I skied the runs on the face of June, which are seriously steep, a consistent 35+ degrees and 40 in places.
http://www.junemountain.com/images/trail_map_lg.jpgIt was steep and deep. The best feeling in skiing is when you change edges and commit your body down the hill on something really steep and the powder gives you a second or so of floating gravity defying 'free fall' before the skis hook up and turn. It was like that. I didn't have legs enough to do that all day so after getting early morning untracked on the steeps I went back to my tree stashes between the blue trails.
Today the female liftie started calling me Darlin'. "Back for more Darlin'? (Laugh) I knew you would be." I think it's the gray hair, which equates to harmless.