Personal Narrative: Growing Up In Vail

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Growing up in Vail, I would often ride the chair lift with strangers and they would ask, “Where are you from?” I would reply “here.” The people I shared the chairlift with would tell me how lucky I was, but I would just smile politely and nod, unaware of my fortune. I had grown up in mountains and didn’t know anything different. As I have gotten older and been fortunate enough to have traveled outside of my familiar mountain range, I have realized how intensely beautiful mountains are. Now that I have become so attached to my activities and lifestyle in Vail, I can’t imagine growing up anywhere else. The beautiful mountains that surround me have shaped me into who I am.
I am so fortunate to have grown up in the mountains with ski racing as a big part of my life. Ski racing has crafted my friendships, continues to motivate me in every aspect of my life, and has given me the opportunity to immerse myself in other cultures through travel. I’ve been able to grow up with
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All year the mountains are amazing; I never get bored because every season brings new activities that I love including hiking, biking, rafting, snowshoeing, skiing, horseback riding, rock climbing, and camping. Mountain sports and the raw beauty of the mountains fuel my love for the beautiful place I’ve grown up in. Being with my family or my closest friends in the mountains doing almost any activity out doors would easily describe the most perfect day that I wouldn't trade for anything else. The mountains always manage to keep my attention; in the winter they are white and sparkling, the spring they are green with flowers everywhere, the summer they are leafy and so pleasant, and then when fall arrives and there is every color you can imagine it is so vibrant and mind blowing. No matter the season, regardless of who I’m with, being in the mountains is always the place I love most and will never take for granted

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