Colorado
The Little Nell
The note from the Little Nell concierge is pretty clear in its intent, “Nick Barb is waiting for you in the cellar.” I quickly make a mental checklist of anyone I might have upset during my stay in Aspen and, relieved Nick is not a name that immediately jumps out, I take the stairs.
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Snowmass in summer
I was looking forward to a gentle bike ride along the Colorado River when Kevin threw a full suit of body armour at me and pointed upwards. “we’re going up there, to the top of Snowmass Mountain and biking down.” I clench everything at that point to keep my modesty. Welcome to Snowmass in summer I say to myself.
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Summer in Aspen
I convinced myself it was a combination of altitude and jet lag when half way up the Aspen’s Ute Trail I was passed by a granny in shorts and a crop top talking on her phone. “Excuse me young man” she said as she passed me at the speed of light. This is Summer in Aspen in a nutshell; fit, outdoor people swapping their skis for shorts and sun tan oil and lovin’ life.
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