Each year it feels like closing day at Aspen Highlands comes too soon.
So, before we break into the eye candy.
Laps in the Highland Bowl were a must.
Without further adieu, here are some photos from the closing day shenanigans at Aspen Highlands.
First chair of the day: I will have an eggcellent day!
A foot+ of fresh pow in the bowl?
Wait, is this really closing day?
Man, winter sure did decide to come late this year.
Ants marching to the 1+ foot of fresh powder.
Mother Nature providing a little January in April.
After hitting up the bowl we headed to Cloud 9 for some grub.
This is what we were greeted with.
SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS!
The pink socks really complement the jorts this gentlemen is wearing.
Is that man on the right having a heart attack?
If so, at least he’s going out happy.
Like it was 1980.
This gentlemen partied so hard he lost his pants.
Thankfully ski patrol is leading him indoors for a fresh pair.
Raclette lunch at Cloud 9 was rowdy.
This is what happens when you give the Easter Bunny acid.
This was the scene at 3:30 as we made our way down to the base.
No shortage of party here.
Somehow we safely managed to get down to the base of the mountain.
This is the sight that greeted us.
Wow, that’s a bunch of people partying.
Big Bird gives us the ABC’s of partying.
Turns out B is for black-zone.
Is this the new GoProHD?
I was partying, hard.
The vibe was contagious.
See you next year, Highlands.
