Dearest Miracle March,
It is with great pleasure that we welcome you to our humble abode. We invite you to blanket this marvel of a valley with your white decadence. May you not stop for the entirety of this month. We await your fluffy goodness so that we may ride majestically through the expansive bowls and trees. The feeling of powdery goodness beneath our feet will no longer be a faint recollection.
Let March of 2012 acquire notoriety as it did in the 1990-91 season. Many moons ago, during the winter of 1990-91, we faced a dire snow situation. During that trying year, Red Dog and Squaw Creek were the only lifts running until the third of March. Then you arrived. The 25 individuals that operated Squaw that season declared the month of March a “miracle”. You brought 188 inches with you and our quaint mountain community was overwhelmed with joy.
So, here we are seeing only the beginning of your greatness. We hope that these weather models are in fact true. That you, Miracle March, will bring 5 to 7 feet by next Sunday. To spring conditions full of abundant sunny days, we say nay. We greet your stormy aura with open arms null and void of complaints.
We will sit here and watch the flakes fly.
The entire ski/snowboard population