WHITEFISH — Maggie Voisin straightened her multi-colored K2 skis, leaned forward slightly and took flight, spinning around and sticking the 180 with the grace expected of someone who does this sort of thing for a living.
She proceeded to hit another small ramp and spin smoothly back into a forward-facing position, eliciting oohs and aahs from the 25-or-so youngsters following the tracks of their hometown hero through the fluffy powder.
It was a chilly December day, and the trees were blanketed in fresh snow from top to bottom. Through them, you could occasionally catch a fleeting glimpse of the T-bar that hauled a young Voisin up the mountain time and time again as she perfected her craft on the terrain park beneath it.