With delight the pack was locked tight.
We headed to a trusty hood to search for something good.
Down low there was only a trace and with the down trees it was no race.
The flakes piled up and up and up with elevation gained,
And the winds at 6800 were tame.
10 inches stacked up and away we swooshed.
All the way back down to the crust and the boosh!
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