Glacier National Park: A Short Story

Yeah, that’s how much snow was on me! I tried doing toe edge for the remainder of the run, and at the last second before our first run was over, I finally went on my toe edge. You couldn’t believe the joy and excitement I was feeling. Max came up to me and gave me a high five and we proceeded to the chair lift again. While we were on the chair, Max said “aight Virun now you can do toe edge, try doing it on the steep hill”, I replied with a nod.

(“Breaking down the PyeongChang 2018 Olympic Slopestyle Course. ”)I would love to tell you all about slopestyle but I figured that would get a little too lengthy. So I have picked three of many thing to tell you about slopestyle.

Every state has a stereotype for people; Californians are egregious drivers, Minnesotans adore the snow, Texans have bad grammar, and Coloradans love the outdoors. Sometime they are true, others not. In my case, the Colorado one is. I love the outdoors, there is something about the way it is so serene, the way it is full of never ending beauty and adventure. It's because of this stereotype that every fifth grader gets a free pass to visit any ski resort of their choice three times in the season.

Up mountains, through the passes, constantly surrounded by trees or a cliff that gave a wonderful view of the mountain next to us. We were so close to the snow of Lake Tahoe. We had been to Tahoe before, but this was a new cabin for us. We were all excited to see the cabin, but more importantly, looking forward to searching for sledding hills the next day.

In 1964 a surfer by the name of, Sherman Poppen, imagined surfing on the wintery wonderland that is the Rockies. The idea made him create a sort of surfboard but for snow; by putting two kids’ skis together he created the first surfboard for snow! Only a year later they started being produced under the name “snurfer”. However, just as quickly as they stole people's hearts were they gone, after ten good years, no one wanted them anymore. If it wasn’t for Dimitrije Milovich in 1970 who was impressed by the idea and reinvented it while using cafeteria trays in the snow.

Skiing has always put me at ease, I loved the feeling of zooming past trees while the cold, Colorado air hit my face. I have been skiing since I was nine years old, and it has since then become an annual trip. The third skiing trip my family took was when I was eleven, in Telluride, Colorado. On the second day of skiing, my older brother, Neill, and I took the ski lift near the top of the mountain and decided to ski all the way down.

From the yard it was a mile walk to the section of shore the horses would swim to. Getting there wasn’t that easy, we had to trudge through a smelly swamp to reach the area that would allow us to get a close up view of the ponies swimming to shore. Even though we almost lost our shoes in the early morning walk through the muck it was all worth it. I got to take many pictures and make memories that would last me a

I went and played basketball with all my cousins and finally when the second turkey was ready ( I didn't ruin this one) we all sat down and ate a wonderful Thanksgiving meal. When the time came for everyone to start heading home we helped everyone gather their stuff and wished them farewell. When everyone had left my dog ran in with the same turkey he had stolen (it was half eaten by now) and dropped it at my feet. I guess he had just wanted some turkey too.

Ski This was my first time going skiing in 2010. I felt nauseous stepping onto skis and riding down the huge snowy mountain. When we were there I saw on the top of the snowy mountain a surge of people. Also, I felt pretty scared that I might crash and break a leg or two. Then we went onto the lift and snow started falling little by little.

I told her that the closest thing I have ever done to riding a bull is when I rode a mechanical horse outside of a store. Although I was unsure about what to expect, I could not wait to try something new for the summer. The day I arrived at my aunt and uncle’s home, we all sat down to a delicious feast. During the meal, my uncle suggested that we spend the next day at the national rodeo at the Marcus Ranch. With enthusiasm, I agreed, and we decided to go

The Hunt My dad just woke me up for our big elk hunt that we were going on. He told me to get ready and we would be leaving in a few minutes. Once I got dressed we went to my grandpas and picked him up. We (me my dad and my grandpa) drove in my grandpa's truck, when we got to the airport, we packed our luggage and got on the plane. When we got on the plane, I noticed we were going to Salt Lake City, I asked my dad why, and he said we were going to have to stop their first.

Alright grandkids I’m going to begin telling you the story now. It started when I was only twenty years old. I was eager to get out of my home town in Nevada. Ma thought I was old enough to venture away from them so I decided to move to California.

To many, the United States is the land of opportunity, as long the opportunity is toward the success of white people. For people of color, America is a representation of a long history of death, oppression, and destruction. The local community is no exception to this discrimination, specifically with Native Americans. One of the most popular attractions in Flagstaff, Arizona is the Snowbowl located on the western slopes of Humphreys Peak on the San Francisco Peaks. The alpine ski resort provides an enjoyable experience for most people, yet it is rarely considered how the Snowbowl has negatively impacted Indigenous beliefs.