Alpine skiing

Whenever it snows at my house, the driveway and sidewalks freeze over with snow and ice. My father takes his little snow shovel and stands out in the cold shoveling the snow out of the way and trying to get rid of the ice. He’s usually out in the cold for a long time and that could make him sick. To make the winter time more effortless on him and other people in the world, I invented the heated snow shovel. The heated snow shovel is a smarter, quicker, and simpler way to make the snow and ice…

McKayla O’Brien Mr.Forbes LINC 7 Personal Narrative The first time I went skiing Have you ever had your ski’s hanging off a mountain and starting to sweat wondering, how you are going to get down? The warm sun beated down on my face as I breathed in cold air chilling my throat tingling on the way down. This is what I was feeling on the first time down the mountain skiing. At the time I didn’t know this would become one of the highlights of the trip. On our way to Colorado we stopped at my…

Mom walked into the living room and told me that this would be the year that I skied. Naturally being a six year old i didn't appreciate the notion right away because I wanted toys instead. However this changed as soon as it was time to actually go skiing. After we packed up the car we headed straight to Mt. Spokane. The forty five minute car ride felt like an eternity in my mind but when I we finally…

chemistry of snow and waxing is crucial to waxing skis because it helps ensure our skis glide smoothly on the snow. The unseen world of chemistry is present everyone. It affects everyone on a daily basis from routine activities to athletics. Skiing has showed me the importance of physical changes and explains how ski wax goes through the states of matter when applying wax to a ski. If I did not understand the physical properties of wax, the various density of waxes and their melting points…

temperature for a day of skiing, not too cold to make it uncomfortable, but still cold enough to keep the snow from melting and turning slushy. With these snow conditions and bright blue skies above, all in all, it looked to be a perfect day for skiing with my family. Accompanied by my Mom, Uncle, and 4 cousins, we woke at the crack of dawn, packed the car with equipment and snacks, and began the hour and a half trek to Mount Sunapee in New Hampshire. At best, my level of skiing competence…

taking calculated risks. It took physical and mental pain to realize this; however, my early experiences became the catalysts for what would become a driving force of my personality. My first lesson in the danger of blind risk was when I attempted skiing with a group of experts just to make friends. I should have taken the bunny hill. I started out shaky; soon the ground beneath began passing faster. Before I knew it, the earth fell from my skis. As the snow covered my battered face, I felt…

Deanna sipped her morning hot chocolate in quiet contemplation. She was curled up on a comfy couch in front of the large fireplace that warmed the common room of the ski resort. It was the quintessential resort filled with furs and taxidermied animal heads galore. Not to mention plenty of lacquered wood and chandeliers made of antlers. If one were to observe her they would think she was the model of comfort and ease. However, that was not the case; not at all. She was comfortable, sure there is…

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 the day skiing. I was more than happy to have gotten to see all of my relatives, whom I only get to see once or twice a year. During the remaining fifteen minutes before closing time, most of my family…

we can’t scream and yelp with excitement like we did on the ski hill. My friends and I were known to be the last ones on the bus, and this week would be no exception. We had just finished dinner, and were looking forward to another hour or so of skiing. The hill we were at, Toggenburg Mountain, was not the greatest ski mountain around, nor was it anywhere close, but it had character. So much character that we somehow returned to ski there every time. With our stomachs full of lousy, unhealthy,…

A turning point is something that changes either your character (who you are), how you live your life, or both. Downhill skiing has been a turning point for me in my life. To truly understand the joy of skiing, you must feel the connections to everything around you. From your body to the skis, from the skis to the snow and ice, from the icy snow to the ground, you must feel and connect through all of it. That is when you can finally understand the freedom gliding through and on the snow brings.…