In October and November, snow depth is immaterial. Any amount feels like one of the best powder days ever. Later in the season I might get more jaded, but my naivety made these recent three days feel like the best ever.
Day one and two we headed up to Heliotrope Ridge on Mount Baker. An unreal amount of people were up there enjoying the fresh snow. Conveniently, everyone stuck to the main bowl, so we decided to hike a bit further and scored fresh tracks.
Then, on Sunday we scooted up to Twin Lakes to explore new terrain (and dodge the crowds). We got our car stuck and snowmobiled up the road to the lakes. Essential ingredients for the true backcountry skier. We skinned out to Goat Mountain and had many lovely laps.