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It had snowed like crazy, and since the cabin was further back in a subdivision, our road was last on the list to get plowed. We were down to about three cans of Campbell's soup, and our last joint. The plows finally came, and we took off for Heavenly Valley.
Waist deep, almost Rockies type powder. I almost never skied the "Gun-Barrel" run, because usually it's all rutted out, and frozen into Sierra Cement. Not THIS day! It was one of the best powder runs in my life. I just kept smiling this big-assed smile, and whoopin and hollerin all the way down the run.
I'm big-assed smilin right now just remembering it! Thanks!!!
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