As with all subjects linguistic, things here in New Zealand are slightly different. In the case of snow vocabulary, it is not the typical Kiwi juxtaposition of vowels (the number 6 sounding quite a bit racier down here) but the paltry number of descriptive terms for snow that is entertaining. To be precise, Kiwis have exactly two words for snow: "snow" and "powder". I wish I were kidding. Snow that falls straight down in huge flakes, resting in ever-growing piles of light, dry, fantasy-like goodness in the sense of the legendary snows of Hokkaido where people clear their windshields in the morning easier than blowing out birthday candles is referred to, unsurprisingly, as "powder". The wettest, heaviest, most saturated, ski-pole-holes-that-turn-blue, gorilla snot thick, ACL destroying muck is also known as "powder". Everything in between also is called "powder".
Of interest also is that any day on which any person can ski and ride somewhere on Treble Cone in any snow which has fallen within the previous 48 hours is called a "powder day". This leads to my favorite one-liners about 'edge deep powder' and 'sidewall deep powder'. Again, please bear in mind that I'm not kidding. After our recent storm which was a mix of what elsewhere is called 'rain' and 'snow', local enthusiasts were lining up when the lifts opened in order to make fresh tracks in the 'powder'. It is true that at higher elevations and in the Saddle Basin, Treble Cone did get quite a bit of new snow. Calling it powder was a stretch. Nonetheless, our devoted guests were hooping and hollering all day about the freshies as though they were first off the tram at Snowbird, making turns in the best snow the Wasatch Range of Utah has to offer.
It's been a tough season so far in terms of snow cover here at Treble Cone. The mountain is holding up well considering, and there are another two storms in the forecast for the next several days, so we'll make out OK. There is enough snow in the Saddle Basin for all of us to continue enjoying our legendary terrain a great deal. Still, we're all anxious for a big dump, giving us some of those epic days that we all talk about years later. When conditions are OK at TC, I love to ski here. When conditions are epic at TC, it's one of those rare places to ski that eclipses even our imagination (like the day pictured above in 2008 – yours truly skiing in deep, dry, heavenly snow, pure joy). Until that happens this season (fingers crossed), we'll have to enjoy the "powder" as only the Kiwis mean it.
2 comments:
Russ,
Good perspective with the post. I remember taking that picture!!!
Hope you guys get "dumped" on with the next two storms. I want you to come visit Aspen this season. Let me know when you are not busy and we'll make it happen.
Ty
How funny and how true. Phil calls that stuff 'porridge'. Which somehow works much better than 'oatmeal'. Still, you are in the mountains. I'm starting to get in shape for winter... only 4 months now!
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