What was important is the snow got deeper every day and it didn't rain.

I got a little ahead of myself here. How I recovered and skied away from this I don't know...

We got very familiar with this view as it was the best area for snow in all of W/BC.
On day two we thought we heard the distant sound of bagpipes as we ascended the Peak chair. As we climbed it seemed to get louder but we couldn't tell where it was coming from due to the dense clouds. When we finally crested this huge rock face (which wasn't even visible that morning) we were able to make out the lone figure of a man, just outside the liftshack, playing bagpipes in the numbing cold mist.
It was THE coolest thing I have ever heard or seen at a ski resort.

By the last day, powder conditions were amazing.
Many of the guys in our group said they had the best powder week of their lives.