Hendrik,
I just used my new MSR Lightning Ascents on a solo trip this week. The Spring Mountains near Las Vegas had 3 ft. of recent snow in the woods when I snowshoed in W/ my 50 lb. pack (due to heavy Mt'n. Hardwear -20 F. Polarguard Delta sleeping bag and TNF Tadpole tent.).
Because the pack was so heavy I sank in about 6" (15-16 cm.) with each step. Arduous hiking. I SHOULD have used my 210 cm. Asnes Norwegian army skis and G3 climbing skins. Better flotation and easier striding. But the Lightning ascents were extremely easy to put on and remove with heavy gloves. I love their unique and foolproof bindings. And for 30" snowshoes they gave excellent service. Much better grip ascending than my 30" Atlas snowshoes.
Anyway, there was a big storm last night and I woke up this morning with 2 ft. (60 cm.) of new snow. I had dug a pit in my vestibule last night to make sitting to cook easier B/C there was far too much wind and blowing snow to cook outside. I used my favorite winter stove, an MSR Dragonfly. Scrambled eggs and a turkey bacon sandwich never tasted so good. Plus a mug of hot chocolate to drink while reading my novel and listening to the howling wind and snow beating on my tent fly. I felt very snug and warm.
By this morning my veatibule pit was FILLED with spindrift from the very high winds and heavy snow. I awoke at 7:10 AM to the sound of a 105 mm. howitzer used by our avalanche control team at the nearby ski resort where I'm a ski patroller. Then one of the artillery shells released a BIG avalanche and I could seee the powder rising several hundred feet.
As I broke camp it took me 1/2 hour do dig out my tent. Good thing I took my avalanche shovel! On the way back I was sinking in 8" with each step and longing for my skis.
Still, I had a great time and finished 1/2 of a paperback novel in my tent last night. (What else can you do when if gets dark at 5 PM?) Thank God for lithium batteries and current regulated headlamps.
Oh yeah, at 10:15 PM I was startled awake by the growl of a mountain lion. I'm sure it wasn't a bobcat because the growl was deep AND not more than 50 feet away! I yelled at it a few times and then turned on my headlamp and began reading my novel again to steady my nerves. Never heard the big cat again.