Wildly alive

After a bit of a false start to today's day off a few of us set out for a local adventure. 
A quick map looked showed up promising looking shoulder, sheltered from the wind and with a stalkers track to give easy quick access to the good stuff. Easy walking up to the snowline turned into uphill, into the wind, posthole lottery. Once up top the wind was ferocious enough to make walking a challenge and talking near impossible. After some hasty nav after realising our planned desent would be horrific we ploughed, jumped and slid our way down through waist deep powder, laughing like loons. 400m lower down it was a whole different day, where goggles and face masks seemed like overkill and massive grins were the only clue to how wild it had been higher up.