".. found my [ski] pants. Leaving momentarily." (8:00 a.m.)
"Alta. Corral full." (8:28)
"In line. Singles. Out past the end of the ropes. Crazy." (8:38)
"Sun is coming out. All sorts of tracks on the other side of the canyon." (8:57)
"And we're off" (9:16)
Then I heard nothing until 1:45 p.m., when he reported that he was done skiing and was having a PBR on the Goldminer's Daughter patio to celebrate. When I asked how it was, he replied "Very good. For an opening day I'd say it was excellent." Because of this latest, terrific storm, they had a lot more terrain open than they usually do on opening day: Collins, Wildcat and Sugarloaf lifts were all turning. And that, my friends, is how you finally open the ski season.