The secret was out, the first funicular ride was a busy affair with streams of people leaving the car park and dashing for the queue. We squeezed on, about the 4th last to get through the barriers. Clipped into the bindings we got open slopes and endless powder bowls for a couple of hours before the masses from region accessed the slopes. Many of the first funicular ride were heading to the Wildspitz on their touring skis with further decimated the crowds. Cold and knee deep, April has been making up for the dire start to the winter in the Alps.