jelly
The winds were roaring at the Beast, straight up the mountain. One lift was running but with frequent stops as the seats of the chairs were getting blown upright as the chair descended. Most of the 2-3" that fell was blown to hell, but there were a few nice pockets where it collected in protected spots and was subsequently pretty deep... always an interesting transition from wind buffered hardpack to that stuff. Great thing about eastern skiing is it's always different... day to day, and even on the same day, same mountain, same trail.