After watching the snow fall all day from behind a pane of glass, I decided to head up the trail behind the house as soon as I could. It was a snowy, blustery evening and I didn't go too far as the visibility was barely beyond the tips of my skinny skis. But I was out long enough to feel the snowflakes clump on my eyelashes, the wind pelt ice into my cheeks and to take in the views of the valley from up above.
And best of all - a fun little schuss back down towards town, my up track already filled in.
Tomorrow will be another powder day!