Somewhat astonishingly for the Catalans, the Canadians in the group had NEVER gone snowshoeing before! NEWBIES!
It was great fun. Youngest and I ended up abandoning the group as there was no snow on much of the route they wanted to take and we were in borrowed boots which, in all honesty, hurt like the dickens, so we went our own way, rapidly getting off the groomed trails, which were groomed so firmly that we didn't need snowshoes at all, and it was wonderful and magical and marvelous.
Youngest doesn't have a lot of strong memories of snow as we left TO when she was just 4, so she was right into it and wonderfully amazed.
It even snowed for us, big fat flakes drifting down to rest on our hair and eyelashes from the sky.