It felt like spring skiing in February. The summit snow was wind packed, and the bottom was slushy crud, leaving us 10 crisp turns through soft powder in the middle. After 5 hours of ascent with hardly a cloud in sight, the journey reminded us that even the worst snow days in the mountains are still a beauty. https://video.nostr.build/cbd22dc00be2f7986b34fddd8d6009a1a5cd42801a9ba6a662c8f14c0e32e15b.mp4