I lived in Truckee Ca., in the 80's and 90's. When the snow starts to fall and the horses are put away, that's the only thing to do there. I have run into alot trees, boulders and skiers before I got decent enough to hit the black diamonds of Squaw Valley. Kinda like surfing but not so sore when you fall. Boarding in a blizzard is awesome. Can't see too well so carving down on instincts. Sure miss those days.