I am a graceful skier. I like to make pretty turns on groomed runs that are not too steep, not too bumpy. As for powder skiing, I have very limited experience with it. But there's no reason to concern oneself with powder skiing at the beginning of April in Utah. Not true. On April Fools Day I was at the top of Park City Mountain Resort in knee-deep powder and I was scared. The dialog in my head went something like this; I should lean back a little, no forward - make more turns, no less, point skies down hill. Where are my skies? No sharp turns. Go straight, too fast. Stop. Oh my God, I'm on my ass. Meanwhile my pals on their big board powder skies are gliding down the mountain like tinker bell throwing snow dust. They are local to the Wasatch front. To read the full article, please click here.