2008 - My senior year.
This was the big year. My front lawn had maybe 5 feet of snow out front. I can't remember ever getting more snow than that year. It was a Saturday, in February, and I had slept in. It had snowed Wednesday through Friday night. Cursing myself for missing out on an epic day, I got out of bed and called my buddies. We got to Snowbasin around 10 AM and were on the John Paul Quad. We had noticed the John Paul [whole right side of the mountain] had not tracks. They were still controlling it. I noticed 4 snow patrolmen ahead of us on the lift and I suggested we follow them.
They got off John Paul and headed right to the Tram's lift. We hopped on the tram with them while everyone else evaded the tram line for guaranteed pow below. While we were on the tram the patrolmen mentioned they had been given the OK to open up John Paul/ No Name Peak. We followed them and were the first down No Name.
I remember not being able to breathe down most of the run. Blue bird conditions. Top to Bottom first tracks.
I don't think I'll ever experience anything like that again.