More dumpings [but the pretty kind]

Recorded as the best season of snow in 20 years, another hammering of snow has arrived. Content with full knowledge that those fine runs were getting smothered with fresh new powder, I embarked on another epic adventure on the Cross-Countries down at 1200 where you could see further than a metre. I almost destroyed myself physically by pushing dem tracks too hard, but similarly developing a fine addiction to the tremendous body aching satisfaction of post sliding slamming- plus the promise of an arguably much deserved Affligem* in the local wood infested French joint, The Savoy with a hoard of safeness Kiwis certainly spurred those surges through the thigh high virgin snow..

*a dangerously delicious beer- similar to Leffe, but more potent, I have now discovered.