T.J. David Aspen Highlands
T.J. David Aspen Highlands
Katrina Devore Aspen Highlands
Aspen Highlands
T.J. David Aspen Highlands
Katrina Devore Aspen Highlands
Meg Olenick Aspen Highlands
T.J. David Aspen Highlands
T.J. David Aspen Highlands
Meg Olenick Aspen Highlands

Storm Dispatch: Aspen Highlands, Colorado

A surprise storm at Aspen Highlands, documented by photographer Tom Zuccareno

Town was in a funk. It had been three weeks with no snow and temps in the high 40s. Drinking on the deck is fun and all but winter is for powder skiing and the spring bikini bender was well ahead of schedule. To make matters worse, the weather forecasters had little confidence in the incoming storm on the night of March 15, with most predictions showing two to four inches. As the sun was setting, I could feel the spooky, heavy, wet, and dark clouds moving from the southwest.

I woke the next morning to the ski phone reporting 14 inches, 17 degrees, and winds of up to 50 mph. Anyone who has ever skied Aspen Highlands knows a combination like that adds up to overhead blower. Spots in the Highlands Bowl were waist deep and choking the crew at every turn. Meg Olenick (in the pink jacket) is 6 feet, 5 inches tall and she repeatedly pulled up spitting snow and grinning ear to ear. Surprisingly, most of town couldn’t shake the buzz and likely spent the day face down on the couch. It was one of those all-time days when you’re turning with maybe 50 of your friends. The crew and I ditched the camera after a lap and shredded till the buzzer, and, of course, we had beers on the deck at the end of the day.
—Tom Zuccareno