There are days that will live in infamy for years to come. Days that validate our very existence, weather patterns that haunt our dreams and inform all our decisions. These are the reasons that we are all amateur meteorologists, obsess over the gear, scour terrain and ride side hits in our minds’ eye as we drive to the hill. A million variables have contributed to this moment, to this epic day in the making. The howling wind and pounding snow has given way to silent white landscape, riddled with endless possibility. Gear is sorted, boards selected, van fueled, boots laced, its finally h...