It started off as the worst ski trip ever. First of all, I forgot a million items (yellow goggles for low visibility conditions, vitamins, clothes, etc.). Then on Friday, I went inside Canyon Lodge for 40 minutes to buy a sticker and sit down for a spell. I came back outside to find my skis gone. I searched all the racks then filed a police report. I pictured some punk trying to sell my skis on Craig’s List. The security officer said most of the time, people take skis by accident. He said they usually come back. After two days passed with no word, I started to accept someone stole them. I just tried to enjoy the knee-high powder. Then security called on Sunday. They found the skis on the instructors’ rack at the kids’ ski school. I didn’t ask why because I was just so relieved to get them back. It might be overly dramatic, but my faith in Mammoth was restored. Of course, there’s a lesson: use the ski valet when they offer it, or separate your skis onto different racks to make it harder for people to grab your stuff.