Ski lift

was on a roller coaster my stomach would drop, my heartbeat would speed up, and my adrenaline was off the charts Liam and Caden stared at me as I hesitantly clipped into my skis. The only comfort I felt was sitting on that tree stomp. I gripped a tree branch as hard as I could and took a couple deep breaths then suddenly a ski instructor showed up with five ten year olds, they stopped and stared at…

twenty-seven blissful years neither needing, nor wanting, to ski. Unfortunately for me, after meeting Arlene and her family, things went downhill quickly (that can be taken in so many ways). Arlene and her family were all skiers — they even skied in Austria. After dating for three months, Arlene wanted to bring me on a ski trip with her family. Being a foolish young man in love, I happily agreed to get the proper equipment, and learn how to ski. My friend Phil (Blues name Blind Dog) was already…

the single night lift tickets & season passes. Since this is a new product option for the existing day skiing, adjustments would needed to be made. He should decide to increase the price of the traditional season pass, combine it, to make it a day and night pass. Or, to have three different passes, consisting of a night season pass, a combined night and day season pass and the traditional day season pass, all having appropriate…

the drive seem shorter. We ended up getting there at like 8 or 9 the next morning. All we wanted to do was hit the slopes, my brother Bodie and I already knew how to ski, so we just went and did our own thing. While my Cousins were in a class to learn how to ski. Once my they got done with the class my cousin Beau and I went to the lift so he could practice so more on getting on and off…

Alta is a ski area in the Wasatch Mountains of Utah, in Salt Lake County and they just added a new trainee to their Alta Ski Patrol rescue team and when Lucy is on Puppy Patrol she takes her job seriously. If you’re ever caught in an avalanche, the first responder that will come to your aid will probably have a cold wet nose, wearing a fur coat and running on all fours. Lucy being a trainee still has a ways to go before she can join the ranks of her other four-legged friends as an official…

three cousins, all under the age of five, start running around the house in an attempt to escape ski school. Family members begin to file out of their rooms and the standard questions about last night’s snowfall proceed. The young ones start screaming, mostly the one not even twelve months old but also the one almost two. The clanking of boots against cold brick and jackets fill my ears as the rush for ski school starts. The eerie silence fills the room after the last person files out.…

real bullcrap starts to take place. After I got there I spent an hour getting past the bunny hill so I could be allowed to go on the other hills. I finally got to actually ski with my friends. Did I mention they didn’t give us the ski poles (The sticks people use to slow down when skiing). THEY DIDN’T GIVE US THE FREAKIN SKI POLES!!! This means that it was expected for people to crash consistently.…

year, during the New Year holiday, my family goes on a ski vacation. The location varies, but this year we decided to travel to Vail, Colorado. There we met up with some friends of my parents. I have skied since I was very young. Every since I was little, my parents put my sister and me into ski school. I hated ski school. I didn’t like to follow the ski instructor in a single file line with all the kids who were ‘locals’ and were able to ski all of the time. They were so good; it was hard to…

private lessons, why do we have to do public ski school?” “It is cheaper to have all you and your cousins do ski school than private lessons, plus you get to meet some new people.” New people meant letting them hangout out with us, which meant letting people join the Fat Four, which meant tearing down the cloud of exclusiveness that made the Fat Four. “This could not happen” we all thought. “We have to find a way out of ski school.”…

faded off from my train of thought as I wandered back to my inability to understand the appeal of skiing. After many winters of unhappily skiing down the mountain, which usually ended up in tears (I really don’t understand why, but I always cry when I ski), I decided to try snowboarding. By this time, I had just started my 7th grade year at Nobles and even then, my bitter hatred for skiing had not subsided. I was eager to try this new sport because my thought was that literally anything would…