The delicious & joyful crystalline cloud of powder snow that bathes you in it's glorious chill when you're carving down a deep virgin run in the alpine splendiforousness.
Charty - Unreal conditions my brothers. The chest deep powder caressed my chiseled torso, streamed over my shoulders, & filled my smiling mouth as I assassinated the virgin fluff.
Jacko - I think I saw Jesus in the cold smoke today.