Sweet Sally Jesus, it's twue! it's twue! Devil's Slide is once again open to through traffic. And they said it couldn't be done.

By 4:30 a.m. when we rolled the SFist news Bronco up to the Montara entrance of the slide hoping to be one of the first to pass through the reopened roadway, all the gates were down and the road crews already gone. Only two CHPs, a KRON car, and a photographer from the Half Moon Bay Review gave evidence to the fact that this morning was special. (In fact, Caltrans opened the Slide to the public last night at about 10:00 p.m. Let-down.) All the glam and glitz happened yesterday, in a secret ceremony, for the priveleged, behind barricades, far away from the unwashed masses. They probably needed the extra elbow room for all that back patting they were doing.

Heading out of Montara, the road was freshly paved and striped, and rode much better than before the closure. Passing through the area of most damage, where the buckled pavement had dropped about three feet, we couldn't even notice the scars. In fact, the troublesome tarmac, lonely and dark with a heavy glaze of mist, looked like it had never been closed, never been the source of so much anguish and frustration for Coastsiders.

It's twue.