Janusz Kamiński

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…

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…

learned this when I had a massive face plant that bloodied my face, broke both my helmet and my goggles, gave me a concussion, and forced my lower lip to inflate to the size of a cocktail wiener. I only remember coming back to full consciousness in the ski patrol hut seeing my normally khaki colored glove now dripping a scarlet red, and a patrolman, who was not the nicest person in the world, continuously nagging “You were skiing out of bounds, I should pull your pass.” On the trip to the…

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…

For Martyna. My best friend and biggest fan. Back Track 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.…

grandparents- gather each year for a giant Thanksgiving. My parents have been to Utah many times for separate occasions. They told us stories about all the ski mountains, the nature, the deer and elk, and the tourist attractions. We lived in Ohio, so being in the mountains was a first for the family.…

D.C. Souvenir My memento is a beanie and sweatshirt that I bought on the senior class D.C. trip. The beanie is black, white, and gray. It has washington wrapped around the top of it, with a D.C. logo at the bottom of it. The sweatshirt is also black, white, and gray. On the chest of the sweatshirt says Washington D.C. and also down the left arm sleeve. The interesting part about me purchasing these two souvenirs was that I was given a dollar coin since my purchase was a large enough purchase…

test tubes inside all day when I could be burning my lips off flying down a mountain? Fast forward eight years, and while I have grown to understand and respect professions from all walks of life, my passion for skiing remains ever so present. When I ski, I fly. Nothing can catch me. No physics problem set, no essay on Beowulf’s attitude towards Grendel, no marketing presentation could ever do more than nip at my heels when I’m gliding down the slopes. When my grandfather died, I wept. I cried.…

determination, toughness, and good physical fitness. It is the one thing that I look forward to all year (other than cross country). My dad was the one that taught me to ski; he had been a ski instructor for ten years before and after college. I began skiing when I was only two years old. At that time, my dad would put me on a ski leash so that I couldn’t get too far away from him and crash. Being only two, it was very scary for me; at the same time, it was super exciting because my parents had…

strenuous place to reach but you can have a little fun too, but if you can’t roll with the punches it can be exhausting if you’re new to snowboarding. Mammoth has copious amount of activities for people of all skill levels and age groups, like kids ski club for the little ones. All the way up to double black diamond slopes for pros. There are also bars, cafes, a small museum of sorts, and shops for people who like to shop on their vacation. The whole trip was a little exhausting; still it’s…