This season was my first real pow experience when I went to Tahoe. At first, I was so tired from getting stuck. Then I realized that it was because I kept slowing down for my wife and her sister. I quickly learned from it and just said "meet you at the bottom".
Let me tell you something, if you keep your speed and learn how to surf the pow (I'm saying surf because you can't carve pow like you do groomers when it's deep), there's nothing else like it. I couldn't get enough. Even when I hit transitions into the groomers, I found myself avoiding the groomed middle and riding down the sides where all the novices left it untouched.
Words can't describe my love for pow now and I'm already excited for my next trip next season. If I had a choice, pow would be all I ride as well.
By the way, I'd much, much, much rather be jumping into pow than having to worry about clearing a knuckle to an icey landing.