let it snow, let it snow...

one day I spent it on the south end of the bowl. people weren't able to reach this side because it was a quarter mile away from the highway and when the wealther warmed up a pool of slush formed in between. but this time it still was cool and the snow was fresh and crisp. not a soul had touch this end. I hiked up the slope and found jagged rocks covered up in three and a half feet of snow. I spent a half an hour climbing through the snow to reach the edge of the tree line. I rested. I look for the highness part of the slope at the treeline and start climbing. the open hill side isn't at all big enough, only a quarter of the slope is free of trees. the top three fourths is covered with pine and aspin. that's how the rest of the bowl is like, the top edge is wooded and the bottom is a open meadows and gentle slopes. the hill side I'm climbing has a good steep grade but a hell of climb to the top treeline. I ready my self and strap on the board... and a way i go.