Descriptive Essay About Snow Skiing

I drove up to Vacaville, California the night before and stayed with family. The following morning I woke up at 6 and drove to Boreal Mountain which was about a two hour drive. I snowboarded from 9am-5pm with about one break and then got in my car and drove five hours back home. My dad had to work and I had just gotten a new pair of goggles so this trip was completely necessary. This was my first trip of the year as China Peak wasn’t open yet so it was completely worth it. Snowboarding takes a snowboarder everywhere in order to chase good snow if not any snow. My passion benefits me by teaching me patience and persistence as driving for eleven hours over the course of two days is not fun by

Snowboarding is one of the most enjoyed international pastimes. It presents you with this feeling of freedom and raw power as the cold air hits your face while you carve down the almost vertical mountain face dropping over steep clips and carving trough trees. These are just a few reasons why so many people internationally flock to the mountains to partake in this sport. Snowboarding provides people an escape from there comfort zone by pushing them to take on risks they would never have thought off before.

One of the most important lessons I have learned from skiing is that I am most successful when I fully commit. As I got older and started doing more intense tricks and bigger cliffs, I started to see a trend. Whenever I dropped into a jump, rail, or cliff unsure of what I was going to do, or not ready to fully commit to the trick, I had a tendency to end up on the ground

I started skiing when I was just five. I started taking lessons and really learning the basics when I was seven. When I first started skiing I did not enjoy it at all. I was cold, tired and did not like falling down. After many lessons and skiing on my own, I started to enjoy skiing more. I skied with friends and family a few times a year. The elementary school I attended offered a winter ski and snowboard program. Every Tuesday of every week from January to March my entire school would travel to King Pine Ski Resort in Madison, NH. We would take ski lessons offered at the mountain. During those years when I was able to leave school and be brought to this mountain and ski with friends was when I started to look at skiing less as hobby and more as a passion. Skiing was not just an

Omg! I am going to have so much fun snowboarding! Today in my life I am at a super cool place. It’s in the UP and it’s called Ski Brule. It has all the snow hills you could possibly think about. I could never stop imagine me going down the hill and be so proud of me. But hopefully I don’t break any bones in my body. Because I still have basketball in the winter. But after I just took a soft energize nap. Then… We arrived. OM to the G! It was exactly what I imagined. The people gliding through the snow with their cool snowboards and their ski’s.

A long time ago, it was a man named Robert Harryson. Robert and his wife Ana lived a happy life with their 3 sons, Alex, Will and Ethan and the twin girls that soon will arrive. They had a good economy and a big house after Robert had sold a part of his big successful business. Everything was just perfect. When the family started to grow bigger they decided to hire a housemade, Sarah, so Robert and Ana could spend all their free time with their beloved children. A couple of month were going and then the twins Emily and Katie arrived. Their big brothers couldn't be happier over not just one, but two small babysisters!! The boys adore them and gave them a snowglobe that they had got from their grandmother.

Falling over and over onto the dense sleet surface, with snow penetrating what’s left keeping you warm; your initial experience of snowboarding. Similar to other learning experiences, but perhaps not as harsh. Learning is a journey filled with challenges and sometimes failures. What determines the outcome is whether you can persevere and receive the everlasting reward of success. Learning is what you make of it, may it be learning to snowboard or applying it into the classroom setting. It will be an enriching skill you will be able to apply universally.

Throughout time, the progression and evolution of snowboarding has increased greatly. It has gone from non existence in the late 1970’s, to one of the most watched action sports in a matter of thirty-five years. The upward takeoff and popularity of snowboarding relies on two people, Jake Burton and Shaun White. Jake Burton back in 1977 had the vision for what snowboarding would be, but Shaun White had what it took to manifest that vision. Evidence has shown that time brings change in sports, history has repeated itself with snowboarding, this history reflects the time & changes that has occurred in America.

An interest, a hobby, or a lifestyle? Nordic skiing has put many tolls on my life. Through hard work and dedication; I have put myself in a position where not only would my application be incomplete without mentioning skiing, but my life would be unthinkable without it. To be a successful skier, there are many obstacles a person must overcome. Which all include an unimaginable prize to be won.

I got all my rental gear for example, my board, helmet, and my boots. The club had it own room where members could leave your belongings and get a lift ticket. Once I got all my gear on and put my ticket on, I was ready to hit the slopes. The first step to learning how to snowboard are the basics skills for example, standing up, back heal stop, toe stop, and shredding. Learning these skills only took 2 days, but the other guys were struggling for a couple more days. When everyone has the basics down, we must keep riding the hills to get better. We rode on two hills called the EZ rider and the terrain. The EZ riders is more for beginners, it’s not as steep as other hills, wider trails, and easier chair lifts to get off. The terrain is a little harder it has jumps, rails, and other obstacles, steeper than most hills, and faster chair lifts. Riding the same hills repetitively slowly became tiresome. With even switching from hill to hill it felt like I was making the same movements, swaying my board side to side. The others guys happen to catch on to the technique faster than I was able to, but that never stopped me. Them getting better only pushed me harder because I wanted to be better than them and eventually I will be.

After calculating the fair value of Snowy Ridge’s assets it was necessary to test for impairment. Impairment was tested by comparing the carrying value of each asset to its fair value (see table 2). The carrying value of marketable securities as of June 30th was $4,500,000. The current fair value of marketable securities was found to be 4,565,000, a positive difference of$ 65,000. Changes in marketable securities are reported even without impairment, thus an adjustment was made (see table 3). The carrying value of the mountain division as of June 30th was $12,360,000. The current fair

It was a normal winter morning. I woke up freezing my butt off. The night before we

I believe that every person should try snow skiing at least once. Snow skiing is a great activity with so many benefits, plus its really really fun! People of all ages can try it with the youngest person recorded being one year old. For me, skiing is the best sport out there and when I’m skiing it feels like I’m on another planet because everything is white from being covered with snow. Some days there is so much snow you can't even see in front of you. Those are the best days. It's such a great experience and I'll give you the motivators that keep me looking at the mountain peaks in July.

As I pick up speed I feel the wind push harder and harder in the opposite direction, but my jacket breaks its bite. The reflection of the sun on the stark white snow makes the path ahead harder to see; my destination is still visible, its dead ahead. As I close in I have second thoughts but it's too late for that now. I lean forward to ride my edge and make a quick turn as I launch off of the jump which sends me into a spin until I'm facing my original direction, 360 degrees then my snowboard touches the ground again and I land it. Well, at least I planned on landing it. However, the reality of the situation was different, I ended up hitting the hard snow with my head and shoulder. That happened on my most recent skiing/snowboarding trip. I've been skiing for as long as I can remember but the past few trips I have snowboarded instead. Skiing and snowboarding are some of the things that I'm most passionate about, but the most important part is doing those things with my family and friends. So, get ready to learn some knowledge about me.

It was a cold day, so cold that your arms start to sting as if a needle is impaling the surface of your skin. The wind applies a force which feels as if your face is oozing with thick crimson red blood. The gray puffy clouds covered the sky and dropped small snowflakes onto the road’s surface. A man stood there, freezing, clearing the coat of thick white snow from the concrete road. His nose runs with a river of snot that floods out when the cold wind strikes. His sense of smell is heavily clogged by the slimy snot, but he can still smell the scent of the steamy hot chocolate which sits on the top of his snow covered car. His feet start to numb because of the cold flood which soaks through his boots to his white, silky socks. His feet feel as if he stepped into the freezing cold ocean. As if he fell through ice and he was stuck standing there. The vast pile of the ice white snow feels almost like a quicksand around his black rubber boot. Foggy figures of people shovel the big piles of snow off the sidewalks. They scrape and pick at the glossy white ice which sticks to the sidewalk like a little boy clinging to his mother's side. His feet still sting as if he was stepping on pins and needles. His hands are damp with sweat from grasping the curved metal shaft attached to a socket which holds the blade. The blade cuts holes into the thick powdered snow which is removed from the endless pile. The jet black shovel is filled with slushy snow and crystal shards of ice. The end of