Meet the Most Legendary
Skier the World Has Ever Known
Adored by women and idolized by men, Hans is a true icon. A super athlete. A heartbreaker. A real hotdogger.
In addition to being perhaps the greatest skier Aspen has ever known, he also stars in two epic ski flicks from Vital Films, "Hotdog Hans" and "Hotdog Hans 2". A third is scheduled to be released in January, which fans are eagerly awaiting.
Columbia Sportswear was lucky enough to sit down with the legend himself and get a glimpse into his world.
Hotdog Hans: I never ask a woman her age. Next question.
Hotdog Hans: It's been over 80 years. Long before chairlifts and baggy jeans were a thing.
Hotdog Hans: Better question is how did everyone else get so bad.
Hotdog Hans: Don’t ski powder—only bumps. Beers and bumps, baby!
Hotdog Hans: Breakfast martini and a little fettuccine. Margaritas if it's sunny to fill the tummy.
Hotdog Hans: I got it in my genes and jeans, baby.
Hotdog Hans: That’s easy—winning the 1973 Hodoggin’ World Championships. I remember it like it was yesterday…although that night got a little blurry.
Hotdog Hans: “Make Skiing Cheap Again.”
Hotdog Hans: Ski. Après. Night life. Chicks.
Hotdog Hans: It’s the only place I can get away from people that are bothering me. Nobody can keep up, such a blessing.
Hotdog Hans: Double layout. Except when the patrol pulled my pass—then it was the single front flip—aka “the bird.”
Hotdog Hans: You said I can’t use bad words. How else do I describe those freakin’ one-plankers?
Hotdog Hans: None of these punks can keep up, so I ski “Hans Solo.”
Hotdog Hans: No, the girls tailgate in the parking lot with me. Those kids just linger. So annoying.
Hotdog Hans: Too much texting. No respect. Baggy clothes. All they do is stand around in their expensive stuff and complain. Just ski, kids. Don’t worry about Jim standing around on his 50th failed Tinder swipe.
Hotdog Hans: My son Chuck is a beautiful boy. He’s a chip off this old block. A tough kid with a real sense of humor and a temper like his dad. He’s an OK skier, but he’s still got some things to learn from his old man.
Hotdog Hans: I have a brother, but he’s into crypto and is dead to me, just like the market.
Hotdog Hans: I called it quits after six expensive ex wives. I don’t have time to get tied down. A tip for the guys out there—don’t marry girls in Aspen. Go to Tahoe for that.
- Q: Celebrity crush? Farrah Fawcett
- Q: Tinder or Bumble? Seniors Only.
- Q: Title of your biography? “You don’t like me? Then eff off.”
- Q: Childhood dream? To be a doggone hotdogger! Checkmate.
- Q: Best decade? The ’80s is where I belong. The music, the hair. And no inflation!
- Q: Gravestone epitaph? “In loving memory of when I gave a s***.”
- Q: If you had a time machine, where would you go? 1984. The year Chuck was born.
- Q: That’s sweet. If you were an animal, what kind would you be? A freakin’ lion. Lions don’t lose sleep over the opinions of sheep.
Hotdog Hans: I’ve been skiing in jeans since I was 5 years old—why would I change that? They’re extremely stretchy, they’re durable, and they make me look hip. Stick to what you know! As for the other gear? I’ve been rocking a Bugaboo jacket since 1986. Keeps me hot, keeps me cool, keeps me good looking. No reason to change.
Hotdog Hans: It makes my shoulders look nice and buff. Colors that pop my beautiful eyes. As far as I’m concerned, your jacket oughta look as good as you ski. There's only one company that makes real ski jackets, and that’s you guys. The rest of ’em make expensive rags and trash bags. That’s the only reason I’m sitting here.
Hotdog Hans: Pass.