Well you see I'm well aware of White Lighting, as I'd seen it numerous times from the base of Phoebe Express, but it was a Perder Day and I was feeling exceptionally confident. What could go wrong? Young whipper snappers ski the White Lightning on a daily basis. Upon approach it was groomed and flat and looked very easy. Then suddenly a 40 degree drop, and moguls the sizes of yurts dissuaded me from descending on RTMs. One day I will return and conquer the White Lightning (no I won't).