With three feet of new snow reported at Magic so I had to take off work and sample the goods. As I drove into Chester behind a huge line of cars they all turned right to Okemo and I headed straight all alone to Magic. The place was deserted all day. All the on piste was tracked out during the storm the day before but the woods had lots of fresh lines. The place was wide open. I hardly saw another person on each run. Even Master Magician was open and the snow making pipe across the top was totally buried. All the under brush was totally covered. Only two ways down were groomed and a few single cat tracks on a couple of other trails. I never went down the mountain the same way twice. I was skiing down trails that I've never seen open before. Even the groomed was enjoyable with all the powder. Red Line was the only trail I didn't go down. Huge bumps were forming on it by the end of the day but most of the jumps are filled in. There were even several tracks going down the top gnarly section. The powder was wind packed in some areas and the sun was softening things up as the day went on making for soft butter turns. It wasn't champaign but it sure was goood. You couldn't pole plant at all. The pole just sunk into oblivion. I've never skied this much powder in my life. When I fell, I would wallow around in the loose powder trying to right myself. By 2:30 my body was shot but I just couldn't stop. I must have stopped to rest 10 times on the last run.
Magic Mt. VT. 03/07/01
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