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.
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2million.