So our planning worked again and we hit K Horse the day after 22cm of new at the top - and $40 ski tickets from some punks on a bus trip who decided that drinking Saturday night was better than boarding pow on Sunday. Being Sunday we were not the only ones ripping it up (the first lift lines of our trip outside the hard cores at Red lining up half an hour before the lifts opened on those powder days) but P got first lines in three places (see pic 1) before it got tracked. Face shots at the end of March is pretty cool! Barb was ripping up the pow in the trees (see pic 2). The middle of the mountain was another story (that spring frozen stuff) but the bottom was wonderful corn snow. Lunch at the highest restaurant in the country was a treat. Last run found deep stuff right under the gondola before the blind grind through the frozen zone in a cloud burst. Dinner at Eleven22 that used to be Sisters and Beans where the boys ate in our first trip to KHorse. Both it and Kicking Horse Grill the night before were superb eating - not what the town looks like it would provide.