Janusz Kamiński

I'm not normally a fan of the cold or winter weather. Shivering is painful; no matter how many layers I put on, frigid air has a way of seeping into my bones. One day I hope to be somewhere warm year-round, where my pale skin can get a taste of hot sunshine everyday. But if this dream ever comes true, I might just vacation in the snow. Every now and then cold can be good. The one thing that would possess me to subject myself to the bitter air is the rejuvenating activity of snowboarding.…

When I was nine years old my parents finally told me that I could go skiing with them on their annual skiing trip that they do every February. Although they commonly go in February, they decided to also take me and my brother in December and said that we would still go in February. When the day arrived, we loaded our car up and left our house and started to head to Breckenridge, Colorado. About ten minutes after we left, my mom goes “Oh Crap”. My dad asks what and then she told him that we left…

I could not hold onto the fact that I was actually going to learn to water ski. I was hoping to learn earlier but it was okay because the time was now and I didn’t want to say anything because all I wanted to do was water ski. My Mom was the one who announced it at breakfast that I might get to learn. So sure enough two hours after breakfast I got the call from my mom to go over to the pier and get my skis on. Then once I was suited up I hopped into the water and my grandpa quickly, casually…

fast and had a blast. I felt that learning to snowboard was a goal that I had finally achieved and I couldn’t be happier. We left Friday night on March 11, we drove all night and arrived mid-day on Saturday. We spent Saturday getting fitted for our skis and snowboards, going to eat, and resting to get ready for our first day on the slopes. Early Sunday morning we all split up and the people in the group skiing or snowboarding for the first time went to our lessons while the others just headed…

Have you ever broke your arm? It was just me, my family, and my friends. I was with my friend Colby. We were by my friends house. It was winter and there was a lot of snow on the ground. It was very sunny about 50 degrees outside. We were riding snowmobiles. I was in about second grade. We were having a fun day. I decided me and Colby should race. I asked him and he said it would be fun. So we hopped on our snowmobiles and took off. We got to the spot where we were going to race. It was a…

I was dancing in the snow. Frosty and Olaf were playing tag. Santa was playing fetch with Rudolph, and the other reindeer were getting jealous. They plotted to kill Rudolph. I noticed this and decided to try to stop them. When they were about to launch their attack, I ran behind them and using the Sword of Gryffindor, I slayed them all. Then I woke up. “Oh look, it’s snowing outside.” My mother and I made the trek towards the lake, all bundled up and ready to slide down a hill on a long…

Snowboarding Imagine walking outside in the winter time feeling a cold breeze come across your face when you come in contact with the crisp fresh air. As I step out of the ski lodge into the cold air, I get a spectacular view of the snow capped mountain. The snow sinks in as I step, it’s almost like walking on a cloud. I begin to get anxious as I walk down the icy slope to begin my first ever snowboarding lesson. When I get to the lesson area all the anxiousness and fear leaves my body and it…

A city with an area measuring 3,255 miles squared and lying on the Gastineau Channel, Juneau, Alaska captured my breath and left me speechless. For some Juneau is a venue to buy trinkets and take family pictures for the Christmas card. For others Juneau is a place to hunt vicious black bears or reel in an Artic Char. For me Juneau, Alaska is significant for it allowed me to strengthen in my faith and believe God created the Earth we live on. Foremost, the sky was foggy, and the air was…

years. But he started out on downhill skis. "I got to a point where I wanted to go where it was really good (downhill) skiing, so I moved to Colorado in '74 or '75," Gross said. "I was single, and I just picked up and left." He planned to get a job in Boulder, Colo. But then a friend of a friend invited him to visit Telluride.…

back began to stick to my tight fitted coat. I looked up at the rest of the ski carts which were moving in sync, following each other into oblivion. My eyes then wondered down as I slowly searched the winter wonderland, it was exquisite. The snow gently sprinkled the scattered mountains which were becoming smaller and smaller as our cart followed the rest of the lifts into the puffy clouds. One by one we wriggled off the ski lift and like penguins, we waddled in the snow. I watched my friends…