Well, it happened, the whole mountain is open at Brighton. That's right, from Great Western, all the way over to the slippery slopes of Mt. Millicent; Brighton is all the way open. When I pulled into the parking lot today, Millie was running, but seemingly without any passengers. The lot fellers pointed me over towards Great Western, and I ran up the hill. Probably my favorite part of the day was charging down the face, being a little to confident in my turn, and falling over backwards and sliding down the hill.
That's right. I fell.
I got down to the lift to hear that Millie had just opened. Sweeter words had never passed my ears. After taking the short route across the parking lot, I found 21" of fresh, new, virgin snow waiting for me. Christmas came early.
The ride up Milly was quick. Even after a year, I don't think that I am used to having a high-speed quad over on Milly.
With even more Snow in the forecast, this makes for a great week of skiing.