I went with my wife, the Sunday after Thanksgiving, 1996. It was completely empty. There was never more than a 5 minute wait for any ride. The crazy thing was, we had just spent Thanksgiving with my mom, and we were driving home to Seattle that day. It was maybe 11:00 am when we headed out, and we had to pass by SFMM on the freeway early into our journey home. We couldn't help ourselves. We had to ride coasters. Soooo, we played at the park until closing--which was 6:00 pm. I then drove us all the way home, nearly non-stop--except for when I almost fell asleep at the wheel somewhere in Southern Oregon, and had to pass out for an hour at a rest-stop. Crazy trip.