Narrative Essay About Snowboarding

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.

When I was 15, that was my 3rd year of snowboarding, my ramp freestyle element went wrong. Just this one jump became the biggest challenge in my life.

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.

When I was twelve years old my best friend’s family decided to try snowboarding and skiing for the first time, that’s when I learned my lesson. My best friend at the time was 14, he lived right down the road from my house and his family was my second family for a long time. His name was John, he invited me on the trip as well. We went to my house to ask my parents about the trip five day snowboarding trip. I asked them separately and got two different answers. My dad was all for it, he even offered to pay for everything. My mom on the other hand was worried because it was all the way in Pennsylvania and it was five days away from me . The fact that I had never been on a snowboard or skis in my life didn’t help my argument either. So as the day approached I still hadn't received a direct answer from my mom. So Tim, my friend’s dad went to my house and reassured her that I was in good hands and all that good stuff. When he arrived back at his house he said through my friend’s door “ Get packed we are leaving in two days” and the arrangements were made. On the day of the trip, my dad gave Tim the money for my equipment and such. He also turned to me and handed me my very first 100 dollar bill for whatever I wanted or needed on the trip. My mom handed me a prepaid cell phone and she told me to call her twice a day. I went

On a Tuesday night of my sophomore year, two weeks before the state tournament, we played Heritage Hills. On the mound, battling for every out, I attempted to keep the game tied. The count was two and one with two outs in the bottom of the fourth. I stepped up, wound up, and pitched the ball for the fiftieth time. Except this time the ball came flying right back towards me.

The first time I went snowboarding I was 9 or 10. Me, my mom, my dad, and Lucas drove up to Mars Hill, North Carolina. The place we went was a small resort named Wolf Ridge Ski Resort. Wolf Ridge has 15 trails including one bowl, one black, nine blues, and four greens. The black diamonds are the equivalent to blues in colorado or utah. Since it was my brother and I’s first time we found a rental place the night we got into Mars Hill and rented boots and boards for the very next morning. We were so excited, my brother and I got up super early in our family's hotel room and drove the short 5 min drive up through the mountains. We got there around 7:30 and the lifts started running at 9:00. We had brought skateboard helmets, small jackets almost hoodie

We left home two day later arrived the next day. It was an exhausting car ride of almost a day, but we still ventured around sightseeing the city. We drove down the long smooth highway with the windows down and the hot sun shining, we

Cory Sorensen Paulson 6B English May 4, 2014 Synthesis Essay Snowboarding is a great way to stay in shape, relieve stress, and it floods one’s body with joy and happiness; and if something makes you happy, engage in it till it doesn’t bring happiness to you anymore. The benefits of snowboarding are exponential when it comes to the performance of your mental and physical capacity. Mentally, snowboarding triggers the parts of the brain that feel the sensation of being happy.

I was sitting in the Livingroom staring out into the air waiting for the first snowflakes of the season to come down from the skies. I had waited all year for this so that I finally could go out and enjoy some real Norwegian pow. My dad had promised me that we would go out for our first ski tour together. Then finally it began to snow, it snowed more than 300mm the first five days. Then the day had come and we were sitting in the kitchen and planning our trip, I was so excited that I had everything packed in a few minutes. As we were driving up to the mountains my anticipation just rose. We were finally close enough so that I could see the peak shimmering in the distance. Arriving at the foot of the mountain we began to take on our skis. As I took the first steps in the cold and crisp snow, I knew that this day going to be one of the best days in my life. When we were circa halfway up the sun was shining through the thin skies and as it steady and slowly became lighter around us we could see the top of the mountain that was hiding behind the morning fog. At the time we reached the peak the sun was out glowing and there I turned around and look down the steep and majestic mountain, it looked like a big ocean of snow. I was prepared for the ride. Then the moment had come and we were ready to shred

One month ago was the second time I had ever been snowboarding. The first time was nothing special. I merely taught myself how to repeatedly fall until your legs and hands are so cold you feel like one of your fingers could snap off at any moment. I would prefer not to recall that memory. The latter was the more enjoyable of the two and during this time I really began to understand the principles of this painfully limb-numbing sport. Each time I fell it was as if a teacher from the not-so-glorious years of the twentieth century had slapped a ruler against the top of my hand. It hurt a lot but after my proverbial hand had an imprint of inches one and two, I was finally able to piece together where I had went wrong in my inept technique. I corrected

Snowboarding has came along was a was for how it was in 1960s and 1970s it was a skateboard with out wheels it was controlled by rope so you can turn with it and the snowboards did not have binding on it yet. As the snowboarding has been the fastest growing sport in the US there is over 7.2 million and rising. When people go snowboarding they should keep in mind that snowboarding is a risk. When the winter Olympic games snowboarding and skiing can go in the Olympic games and do all this can do to get a medal for doing nice tricks or flips in the air. Snowboarding has it own culture and it own language and its own style after all this years.

Later that day, my sister and I went to the track at Memorial Park. My sister was teaching me how to bike. In the beginning, I was not happy and really wanted my dad to teach me instead of my sister. I was whining a lot whenever I passed my dad, but he always ignored me. Eventually, I gave up and allowed my sister to teach me how to bike. When I was finally able to ride the bike, my sister and I rode on the track together. We were talking to each other while paying attention to the road because

Me and Graham were sitting in the back while our dad sat in the front. Our dad then gave us two options we could go straight to colorado or stay in a hotel. We all decided it was best to stay at a hotel by the time we got there it was almost 10 o’clock. We stopped at a hotel in Ellis Kansas. They had a pool and a hot tub just our luck it felt so good on our sore legs. Then we went straight to bed in surprised all of us how quickly we fell asleep. The next morning we ate breakfast there and continued to our destination. We had eight more hours me and my brother fell asleep for most of it we woke up just before we entered the mountains. There wasn't really any snow so we were all a little worried that we wouldn't be able to go on the mountain. We