Wind stings my bare cheeks as I absolutely fly over the powder-coated groomer at Vail Mountain. An unexpected storm had dropped 5 inches of fresh snow over the smooth face. With a historically poor winter in the rearview, I was going to make the most of this surprisingly soft morning ski test. I slarved a turn and felt a spray of powder plaster my grin. I railed a couple more carves, slashed some speed with another plume of snow, and coasted slo…