If ya really wanna read it, please to.. I know it's long and that most of you are lazy, cuz I don't really read long things, either, but, if you do read it, critique it, tel lme what you think about it.. etc. etc.. etc..
My perfect day would begin as one of the most amazing and beautiful sunrises was dawning across the horizon. As I look around, I would see a brand new sheet of wno on the ground. As I stepped up to the lifts, who were still closed, I would look around me to only see some of my best buddies right along side of me. As we would sit there, we would just examine the atmosphere, and feel so alive, so free; the same feeling that I feel when I am skiing. We all wouildn’t say a word. We wouldn’t have to because we would know that we are all there for the same reason, because love the feeling, we love the sport, and we love being together side by side as we all progress and root on one another.ing together side by side as we all progress to root for one another.
As the lifts finally opened, we would find first tracks in one of the most untouched portions of the mountain (willing that out-of bounds-skiing is allowed). We would hike to the peak of the mountain, stare down, and stare at one another and just drop in to one of the best runs of our lifetimes. Amazing! That’s how it would feel as the breeze flies by our heads, and our cheeks bright red from the wind as we flew down one of the steepest bowls that any of us had ever seen, let alone touched.
After taking many runs on different portions on the mountain, hitting more and more powdery snow, we would settle together and build a kicker on a perfect spot for one. I would end up guinea pigging it, only to have adrenaline pumping and fear being completely blocked from my mind. It would be a complete feeling of youth, that I would never forget. We would all hit the jump a bunch of times within the day, with everyone stomping some trick that they had never landed before. We all would just be up there together, just a big group of kids who love to do the same thing.
As t he day would finish out, we wouldn’t speak of a thing, because again we would know that the day we just experienced told one of the best stories in our lives. This story wasn’t like many, it had no conflict, only perfection.
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I like to ski.
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