Storms come over Rabbit Ears Pass in the night, and by four in the morning the valley below is an entirely different place. Steamboat Snow Pros is out in it — headlights, falling flakes, and the steady scrape of a blade finding pavement. Plowing, shoveling, sanding the slick pitch at the top of a driveway: the list is short and the hours are early. What counts is the moment a car backs out at seven without anyone giving it a second thought. In a town that measures winter in feet, that is the entire job.