There are two versions of how I strained my back in Aspen.
The one I told friends involved a pregnant mother in the path of a runaway snowmobile with me as the heroic saviour who selflessly dived to her rescue.
The other, more accurate, version was that I pulled it while lifting my suitcase on to the hotel bed.
Either way, on my first day in arguably the world’s greatest ski resort, I found myself in the frustrating position of not being able to ski.
So what else can you do in Aspen? Plenty, as it turns out.
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