View from the top of Aspen Mountain
I opened the tailgate and, once again, unloaded the car to prepare for the slopes as Tucker chatted away and people on their way to work smiled and commented.
That is the beauty of the town of Aspen, store owners, employees, families, shoppers and tourists alike all share one common thread, a love for the outdoors and for Ajax Mountain, a proud centerpiece in town. If one looks up they will see skiers gliding down majestic slopes, the spray from their skis glittering invitingly in the wake of their turns.
On our way to the mountain the boys and I passed by the local entrepreneurs and the visiting Europeans strolling the streets of Aspen alongside the Nouveau Riche unsteadily navigating the snow in tight pants, cosmetically altered faces and stiletto boots. I, a disheveled, overly caffeinated mom burdened down with ski gear, remained invisible to all.
As we got on the gondola, I exhaled a huge sigh of relief for even though I might be often overburdened by kids and gear I was about to launch into some fresh pow pow with a posse of young boys. Life was good!