Likely snowing really hard at Bunny Flats. There were 5 to 8 feet at Bunny Flats but I found the conditions were not great for me. I didn't get to ski that much last year so when you first start out skiing often you are pretty green especially in conditions that aren't great. I only fell down once coming down Bunny Flats because of the clouds and no definition couldn't see the contours right so fell on my face with poles stuck under me and one ski askew. So, getting loose from your poles and skis in snow not packed down so you can walk in can be pretty tough. I had to very patiently extricate myself from the snow.
When my daughter was 9 at Mt. Shasta Ski Park (she's now 26) the older one, she decided she wanted to ski "off Trail" which means it isn't packed down by snow movers so you can get up easy after a fall. Packed snow also allows you to have more consistent skiing experience unless unpacked virgin snow which can be literally any kind of conditions at all on any given day.
So, getting up out of unpacked down snow can be pretty tough when it's 5 to 8 feet deep so your feet without the skis on placed just right may go down 2 to 3 feet in it or further depending upon the conditions. If you are in deep powder just forget falling down unless you enjoy breathing snow into your mouth and nose. (Some people wear scarves that cover their faces or masks to prevent breathing powder snow by accident and coughing a lot from doing that.
The time when my older daughter was 9 she had me follow her course and of course she immediately fell down. I didn't want to injure her so I went another direction which threw me up into the air like a helicopter while I turned upside down in an unexpected jump so I wouldn't injure my daughter and I helicoptered in head first skis on top. Then I had to yell to have my daughter save me because all she could see were my skis and I was all trapped by my poles. I yelled for her to take off my skis so I wouldn't suffocate from breathing snow. So, she did. And I'm alive and okay now because my 9 year old daughter saved my life that day because no one was skiing near us that could have saved me in time otherwise. Once my legs were free of skis I could twist and turn and kick until my head broke the surface of the snow and then brush the snow off my face and finally laugh about the whole thing because I wasn't dead. Wouldn't have wanted her to see that.
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