I used to get on that train at Rocky Flats (the Boulder pickup) almost every Saturday for years. We skied Winter Park on Saturday (sometimes with Eskimo Ski Club, which really was the driving force of the train), and Arapahoe on Sunday. The train ride was almost as fun as the skiing. There was really very little supervision. Can you imagine hundreds of kids on their own train for two hours up and two hours back. It was sooo much fun. We were not nice to that train. But we had fun waiting by the tracks and letting the train flatten pennies as it rolled to a stop to pick us up. And it was also fun throwing stuff at the Denver kids hanging out the windows in the evening as the train dropped us off.
Sometimes, I would quit skiing early and go throw snowballs at the windows of the engine to get the engineer's attention. They would let me climb up and ride in the cab while we went down to Tabernash to turn the train around to prepare for the trip home.
Years later when I was tending bar at Holiday Inn in Steamboat, a guy came in for a nightcap around 11 PM. I asked him what he did and he said he worked for Denver & Rio Grande RR. I told him that I used to ride their ski train from Boulder every weekend. He lunged off his stool, came across the bar and grabbed me by the shirt, and said, "You're one of those rotten little shits that ruined my weekend every weekend. I was a conductor on that train!" We both had a huge laugh, with my profuse apologies.
Thanks for sharing that story Weems. That's hysterical!!!