After a return from Japan (land of the ever-deepening powder), I was slightly unimpressed by the dismal conditions in Tahoe. This was both a blessing and a curse, as I felt uninspired to go skiing, but was substantially less distracted from getting work done. Nonetheless, my spell of hard work was quickly broken by Presidents Day, and the promise of a three day weekend. Feeling the urge to get out of town yet again, we decided that adventure skiing in bad conditions was at