Apologies for how long this is, but you must know this is only a tiny fraction of the photos I have. There’s something about the mountains of Colorado that just beg to be photographed. Spring break this year was spent in Colorado with my dad and brother, skiing our hearts out. Seriously, we skied hard. The week started in Steamboat, then brought us to Crested Butte, Winter Park, and finally Copper Mountain. It was spring conditions for sure with some toasted snow and not a ton of fresh powder, but we hit the chutes and the bowls and enjoyed a beer after every day on the mountain. This state is too beautiful and I am counting down the days until I’m back.