At least for skiing. Mike and I went up to Sierra at Tahoe for a day trip to ski today. It was kind of a last-minute impulse thing where I noticed I had a free weekend, and he mentioned he wanted to get some skiing in before his spring break ski trip.
We had the best time. It snowed constantly, and while that made for fairly limited visibility on the slopes, it made for some awesome powder (at least by the standards set for the Sierras) and almost no one else at the resort. There were no lines to get on the lift, and I skied until my quads could take no more. And then we got to play in the snow to dig the car out of the parking lot.
Today was a good day.