My Skiing Adventure

By Ryan

As I wake up to the blaring alarm I can hear the growling wind outside my bedroom window. As I go down the bumpy, hard stairs, I get my snow pants and jacket at the bottom. I yell up to my brother "I'm ready." As I walk down the cool, crisp hallway to the garage door I see my sleepy brother.

"Man are you in a fast mode today or what, he said."

" No I just want to go skiing, I said."

My brother and I climbed into his white Toyota and were off to the slopes.

When we got there I could see all my friends. I yelled out the window "I'm going for the three sixty today Chris."

"Me too," Chris yelled.

I got all my stuff and headed over to the shuttle that would bring Chris, Scotty, Foti, and me to Stage Coach.

When we got to Stage Coach, we all got off and went to the lift. As we all rode up the lift, I was ready to go hit the jumps. When we got to the top we went the way to Olympic. When we got to the Olympic lift we split up into two groups: Chris and me, and Foti and Scotty. I told Chris that I would go first.

When we got to the freezing top of Olympic we heeded for the jumps. I could here the ice-cold snow cracking under my weight. As I hit the frozen jump I started into a rotation. As I was in the air I made a perfect three-sixty and landed on the freezing snow. I kept on going, proud of myself, and stopped to see Chris. He also made a perfect three sixty. That is one day that both of us will remember.