I got spoiled skiing here. I don't want to go anywhere else. The powder in Outback has so many memories of swash-booming at the end of the run. My eyes water just thinking about it.
The whiteouts, 9 feet of snow, the endless long runs and the super-fast quad chairs that gets you right back on the slopes. Traversing back and forth all day -- moguls to die for and get back up and go swish again and again.
The good, tired feeling at the end of the day. Love it. Love it.