I had heard that the weather called for dry, powdery snow in large quantities. Knowing that I had never experienced a powder day before, I was skeptical about the forecasted weather. My doubts however were dispelled when we woke up the next day to see more than a foot of new powder snow falling. As we hit the slopes I immediately noticed that the powdery surface was new to me. You couldn't cut as hard and the skis didn't bite until they hit the packed snow that was a foot below. While skiing you had to concentrate more on the position of your feet so as not to cross the skis, you also had to lift the back of the skis to make the edge press further into the powdery surface. Being exhausted on my first run and trying to get used to the new surface, I didn't know if I liked the type of snow everyone was talking about