Ski

Before I was born, my father was a ski bum. When my dad graduated college, he moved out west to Colorado to live the ski bum dream: eat, sleep, ski, repeat. Once, he decided he wore the ski bum identity out, he moved back to Connecticut. There he met my mom and then came along me. Until I was about seven, my dad took his break from skiing so that he could take care of me along with my mom. As a kid, he would always tell me his crazy stories about skiing out west and how amazing the snow is. One thing that he told me really stuck with me, after every story about skiing he would say “Skiing is in your blood, Morgan” and I really believed it. I don’t know what took so long, but finally my dad decided to take my brother and I skiing in Vermont. I was ecstatic, I couldn’t wait. After my…

I began to make my way out of the ski lodge. My family and I had just finished eating lunch in the ski lodge and I was getting ready to hit the last few slopes before I called it a day. It had been many years since I had last spent time in Colorado, my old home. I was ecstatic I had the opportunity to visit during the winter so I could once again experience one of my favorite activities of skiing. Shortly after attending my family reunion, my family made their way up to Monarch Mountain to spend…

After being at school for seven hours, I put on my boots and headed to the ski lift as I looked at the snow glow in the cold February sun. As I waited in the line, John was grabbing ice balls the size of my hand, while attempting to throw them at my back. As Jack left his station, the smell of weed stenched across the entire ski area. Not even caring about looking at my lift ticket,I easily got on the lift. I tried to pick up a snow ball as the lift came up and pushed me on its cold, rusty…

I nervously walked to the ski lifts with my cousins in a heavy red coat and black gloves. When I tried breathing, a cloud of white came out. I kept trying to calm my fired up nerves with breathing techniques. Try as I might, I couldn’t get my nerves to calm down. It was like my nerves were on fire and that fire couldn’t be put out. When we finally got to the ski lifts, my legs suddenly felt as if they had been weighed down. The closer the ski lift came, the heavier my legs were. I started to…

Ski patrols work in some of the most dangerous conditions faced by first responders. Not only do they face precarious snow conditions en route to emergencies; but they also must carry all their equipment on their backs and perform rescues in below freezing temperatures. Some patrollers are also trained to rescue individual’s off chairlifts if necessary. On top of the already difficult job of rescuing injured skiers, patrollers also monitor trail conditions, and provide skiers with opportunities…

completing a course. So, when I was in middle school, I signed up for the ski team. Once every week, I was able to practice honing my skills and improve my time every practice. It become a part of my lifestyle. It taught me that improving myself will lead to success. Ski racing can best be defined as fast paced and competitive sport. Every time you go down a hill, you’re are focused on achieving the…

I wanted to lead Alameda High School’s Ski Club since Freshmen year. Skiing is different from other sports. I love hearing the snow beneath my skis, and the views are breathtaking. I’ve been skiing since I was three years old and was ecstatic when I realized there was a Ski Club. I loved my first high school ski trip because of our communal bond over the love for snow. The following year, I was elected club President, but it just so happened, that all the upperclassmen graduated. A club of…

After being at school for what seemed like forever, I put on my boots and headed to the ski lift as I looked at the snow glow in the cold February sun. As I waited in line, John was grabbing ice balls the size of my hand, then throwing them at my back. Without anything to throw back him, I felt as helpless as an amputee in a war-zone. Even though Jack was next to me checking my ticket, he did not seem to care that someone was throwing ice balls at me. He didn’t even care to look at my lift…

I have always loved to be involved with nature. When I was little, I would never come out of my tree house. It was my home away from home. There has always been a deep connection between us more then anything else I cared about. As much as I loved nature though, I never seemed to give back or take in the real meaning it beholds. Nature holds many secrets and it takes an individual to investigate to find out. If you do not stop once in awhile, you will never see that opportunity that faces you.…

Introduction: Ski jumping is one of the competitive sports with the Olympian ideal of going faster, jumping further and leaping higher than the opposition (Muller 269). However, sometimes accidents happen. For example, Thomas Morgenstern crashed during a trial round for the FIS Ski Jumping World Cup in Bad Mitterndorf. Later, he was hospitalized with skull injuries and a bruised lung (The Associated Press). Then, why did this accident happen? What influenced the performance of Morgenstern and…