living in the east you learn to love small mountains. even though big mountains are fun, the invariably bring crowds, and that is never good. i'd do anything to shred in washington and enjoy all that snow for myself in your glades, and droppin small cliffs and pillows and mini jib and shit. you are lucky and dont forget it, no matter how small your mountain is learn to love it, and jib that shit so hard until you can't jib it anymore, and with the next snow repeat it. be happy you dont shred 300' vertical after school everyday and only get the ski the "big mountains" of maine (2000' feet max) on the weekends, with a decent park and shit. so yea, be stoked you have snow.