So the Mank Crew rocked the Beaver yesterday.  She's been getting hammered, but didn't have any new snow for two days or so.  We did some hiking and rope ducking and found many, many stashes that wouldn't have existed in Summit Co.  The rich folks round here either suck at riding, follow the rules or both.  Anyway, we took the opportunity to rip three day old powder.  Here's a shot of B hucking.  It's hard to tell because I'm shooting upward on a 50 degree slope, but he probably picked up 10 feet of air or so and landed out of sight behind the tree.  The powder was several feet deep and we created some monster bomb holes!