snowboarding

I went snowboarding last weekend at the great bear ski resort. I went with one of my friends and his dad. I didn’t know what to expect but I expected less than what I saw. It was very fun and I would go back if I could. At first I was afraid that I would fall of the lift or I wouldn’t be able to get on the lift. Something kind of like that happened. My friend and I met a kid that got ditched by his friends. He hung out with us and when we were getting on the lift we didn’t have enough room, so I got pushed to the side and didn’t manage to stick the landing and fell off. Luckily it was right at the lift off a couple of feet off the ground. I didn’t get my revenge except for a couple of huge laughs because he was screwing around and fell of the lift. But he was at the peak of the lift height and didn’t get hurt but had to fix his skis for a while. I at him after that so we were even.

Another reason why I chose to write about snowboarding is that I just love having the cold wind slash my face, the big air, and being able to go faster or slower when I chose. I don’t know why but it just gives me that adrenalin run that everyone loves. I have been amateur snowboarding almost ever since I could get on a board. Every winter I got least got snowboarding one. Either on little hills or at the amp theater by the lake. All in all I really like to snow board and love to do it.