Last night's storm left several inches of fresh powder and continued on and off throughout the day. The morning skiers quickly turned the power to "crud," as they call it, the bumpy, ungroomed powder that can be pretty hard to traverse. I took an advanced class (supposed to be a group but I was the only one), where I learned some techniques to minimize strain on my quad muscles (I was doing it wrong all along), and turn better. I still fell on my face several times but except for some neck strain I'm unhurt. I finished the day with a hot wax for my skis (the bottoms were all worn down) and a final run before the lift closed.
All in all, it was a wonderful three days up here, and I'd definitely come back.
(In case you missed it, check out my route map from yesterday.)