I was in Aspen in December 1981, being a ski bum, working at Holland House. After saying I’ll be back next year, finally got back here thirty years later with my family. The town has totally changed, Holland House is no longer there, and nothing is recognisable. The first day out on the snow was under clear blue skies, spring-like conditions, but I’ve never skied over more rocks and debris in my life. The ski bases are trashed. So everything here is great except for the lack of snow.