Of course I've been out of skiing for 40 years, back when underfoot width was usually in the 60s. On Jan. 26, 1981 the pickup in which I was riding shotgun went head-on with 70 tons of fully loaded log truck (we lost), non-displaced fracture of the lower leg that meant 4 weeks each in a walking cast and rehabbing the idled muscles/tendons instead of 3-5 days/week on snowshoes. But I ate like I was still on the racquets and gained 15-20 lb. I'd just been promoted to district manager which cut boots-on-ground time in half, and moved to new place with a bad set-up for wood heat, so a scramble for wood - used 9 cords that 1st winter instead of 4-5 at the old place. Between time constraints and thoughts of hanging on to the Fort Kent rope tow at my new weight, I didn't get back on the slopes. Osteoarthritis recently clinched the "retirement".
Measured 0.8" about 3 PM, most of which came in 15 minutes of S/S+ either side of 1:30. Teeny flakes before and after.