Every mountain has its signature run and “The Wall” at Kirkwood was worth doing over and over again. (The skull and crossbones signs warning “Experts only” only egged us on.) Kirkwood had an amazing number of tasty trails for a resort so modest. (Another favorite: Sentinel Bowl.) Though it hadn’t snowed in a few days, the terrain was in terrific condition — evenly groomed hard-pack with a soft coat on top. The six of us — Jen, Andrew and their friends Daniel and Imogen — were coincidentally very comparably skilled so we roamed all over the mountain together. I got more accustomed to my new Stockli skis and started attacking the ungroomed trails with gusto. We finished up our days at the Tower Bar with a round of “Chair 14″s (hot chocolate, Jameson’s, Bailey’s and Kahlua). At night, we curled up in adorable wooden cabins at Sorensen’s, where we didn’t miss TV but did miss the internet. We got our Mammoth fix on the way home to L.A. I was a little worried our home mountain wouldn’t hold up after a lovely weekend at Tahoe, but Cornice Bowl was as good as ever.