Skiing back on the East Coast is the same as I remembered it. I no longer get the waist deep powder or big lines, but I am still able to push my boundaries by turning my focus back to park skiing. Opening day, I bit through my tongue attempting a cork 7 and had to get 12 stitches. I've learned some new tricks, which can be seen in my edit below.
Luckily, I was able to get a taste of what I miss when I made a 3 day trip to Stowe, VT with my friends and family. It was Stowe's first storm of the season (10"+). I am happy to report that I was able to drop a few cliffs and I received my first faceshot on the East Coast.
