I just conquered this at squaw last week (and alpine). Snowolf hit the nail on the head, again. Instead of trying to cut through it (I couldn't) I figured out, you gotta ride on top of it. It was soft, not iced over (it did get iced over towards the end of the day and I then proceeded to eat snow).
I don't point it straight down, but at a slight angle, usually toe side because I feel more comfortable. Then really really really loose legs. Bent at the knees, back straight. Other than the occasional launch, My torso almost stays the same while my legs act as suspension absorbing all of the bumps and mounds. It was the fastest I ever went on such terrain and was a real confidence booster.
I bled off speed with the occasional toe side skid (probably not protocol but that's what I did). It's pretty exhilarating when you figure it out. After my 3rd year, I finally did.
Out of necessity. My legs were too fucking tired trying to navigate steep terrain with choppy snow. I was being a pussy and braking every few seconds. My legs literally burned and my knee was getting shot and I was a long way from base. So I sucked it up and pointed it down.