My best friend and biggest fan.
Traveling through the mountains
that are pregnant with a winter breeze,
a light grey haze slowly forces itself
into my line of sight.
As we travel at this remarkable speed,
the haze becomes brighter and brighter,
slowly engulfing more and more
of my surroundings.
With each passing second,
everything that I see forms one image.
They become the spectacle that is my future.
I’m still young and have no way
to interpret what I have seen.
This revelation of greatness lain out before me.
I have faith that it is of great importance,
so I keep it with me at all times until the day
I am tall enough to fashion it
out of wood and show myself what it is
to be a man.
No Barriers Reflection
Imagine every sport you love playing being ripped away from you. One day, you’re able to hike up mountains to see a breathtaking view, and the next you can’t see two inches in front of you. This is exactly what happened to Erik Weihenmayer right before his first year of high school. Although he didn’t go blind out of the blue, it was still as if the Earth had shifted from right beneath him. Erik always new his juvenile retinoschisis would one day claim his vision, but…
A Snowboarders nightmare
I was a kid about ten black hair and was so cool...ish. I was heading to a mountain a big white snowy mountain full of nerds. Just kidding there were cool. The First time I ever snowboarded I got lost. About two years ago was packing my bags in my room getting ready for my first snowboarding trip. I was double checking everything in my bag to make sure i had everything I needed, Gloves, hand warmer, goggles, helmet, and so on. Then it was time to leave. I was sitting in…
Mountaineers are small black dots on the peaks of mountains to onlookers. A mountaineer is an athlete who summits the peaks of mountains for sport. Through the lens of Lesile Stephen, British mountaineer turned author of the book “The Playground of Europe”, this essay defines the characteristics of those who start at 3:00 A.M. to summit peaks of mountains before noon, braving wind, ice, glaciers, and the lights the Alps have to offer.
Stephen compares mountain climbing as a sport to formal…
Imagine someone pushes a snowball down a hill as it rolls down the steep hill someone else give it an extra push. Who's fault is it when the snowball, massive in size, hits a pedestrian and injures them? The one who initially pushed the snowball down the hill or the one who gave it the extra push? This is what happens in Macbeth, by William Shakespeare, the witches gave the initial push to Macbeth while Lady Macbeth gave an extra push all leading to the murder of many. Before all of this,…
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…
As I was accustomed to turning on skis, I automatically assumed it would be as simple as turning the board with your feet. This knowledge did not translate well to snowboards, and as I attempted to turn right on the beginner’s slope, I fell backwards into the snow with a loud, audible THUD! As it turns out, turning on a snowboard requires you to apply pressure on the board with both feet in the desired direction you want to turn; this method causes the snowboard to carve a deep ridge in the…
Who am I? I have been called many things; a bumbling buffoon, a sleepy sailor, or even a hairy hippy. I am so much more than these mere titles. I am a sponge to the world that deposits its ideas into me. I am a filter that chooses which ideas I want to follow. I am a melting pot that takes these ideas and turns them into one unique view of the world, my view.
One thing that I have observed from my many years of skiing is that bowing to fear is not the way I want to live. I learned this when I…
The jury is out!! Which facet of the fence do you sit on? Snowboarding has its location as a style drove recreation, and creating a declaration at the hill seems to be the manner ahead for most riders. So the query remains, why smash your appearance with a silly helmet? The answer for me is clear; you'll by no means see me using without a nicely geared up snowboarding helmet!
It wasn't usually this manner... Once I discovered to experience, for as a minimum the primary three weeks I was…
The first thing that catches my eye is the mountains. As I sit on the highest point of the hill I am surrounded by mountains. The walk from my dorm is definitely the worst part and most painful part. Although the walk is a leg killer it is the greatest view I might ever experience. Sitting on the bench I have realized that the hill is more than a hill with a bench. This is an escape, it was a place to go to relax, to clear your head, and to just get away from all the chaos. I am the kind of…