skiing
A couple of years ago during winter break, I went skiing with some friends. I had never skied before and was hesitant to do so. The resort we went to was called Cascade Mountain, located in Wisconsin. The ski boots were heavy but felt comfortable. It was awkward to walk around with skis, but I quickly got used to it and ended up just pushing myself around with the ski poles. We gathered together and got a quick tutorial by one of the resort staff, teaching us how to stop, gain speed, and turn. There was even a mini range we could use to practice, and it was chill. I slowly got used to navigating around on skis, and before I knew it we were already on our way to our first route. A green trail named the Adele route, we passed through Upper Adele which was a simple gradual curve and headed into Adele’s alley, which was a sharper curve. Nothing too special, but that route gave me the best adrenaline rush I’ve ever had. We quickly moved on to the blue-level trails. Aptly named Badger’s Bowl