Archive for November 13th, 2008

Changing of the Seasons

Thursday, November 13th, 2008
Winter has befallen upon the Rocky Mountains. A wide blanket of snow covers the mountain face, with soft pillows resting atop each evergreen bough. Snow covers the A-frame roofs across the urban core, each with a brick chimney that sends steamy white smoke up into the sky. The streets are shiny, and cars “schwoosh” by with lights on and wipers going.

I’ve now seen the changing of the seasons in this quiet mountain town. For many months, the locals have had the streets to themselves, allowing each and every person his own little breathing space, free of congestion or obstruction. But now the streets are beginning to crowd again. In the coffee shop this morning I saw a gray haired couple in matching Descente ski jackets. The commercial sector is bustling with delivery trucks, as the expanded retail staff sets up their merchandise for the upcoming season.

I have really enjoyed living and working in this unique town, which is a stark contrast to familiar metropolis living. I take time to read the local newspapers daily. Current events have been dominated by many intense political debates. Many have called increased attention to the integrity of the city council and the mayor (who some have accused of running an oppressive dictatorship). A major new developmental plan near the original ski lift (Lift 1) has been the talk of the town, as every citizen feels a right and responsibility to weigh in on the new concept of the historical area of town. Under the current plan, there will be a plethora of hotel and guest rentals, an apres’ style pub, and a ski musem. It may well be the largest development ever concieved in Aspen.

Others just want to say their piece about the traffic. The uniqeness of Aspen is its unaccessability. There is only one way in and out of town in the winter time, where a four lane state highway suddenly funnels down into a series of city streets, taking multiple right and left turns as it meanders through town. The “dreaded commute” is of no worry to those who live in town. In fact, they are the true independents, who lead a simple life of work and play close to home. Although it has become monotonous, I still enjoy each ride on the 30 some miles each way through the valley, noting every mountain and river that I’ve passed hundreds of times before.

I wasn’t very excited for winter up until this week. I have really enjoyed this summer, full of fresh air activities and travelling. But I remember that winter isn’t exactly a time of seclusion and complacency. There are 6 long months of cold and darkness and snow to come, and I plan do to as much skiing, snowboarding, and climbing as humanely possible!