I GO skiing I feel as if my whole being becomes awakened to the beauty of life. When I strap my boots into place and hear the click of the bindings I feel excitement and anticipation of what lies ahead. These are some of the wonderful experiences I had on my last trip to Steamboat Springs, Colorado. Looking down the run, people scurry around as if they were ants. Pine trees blow slightly with the wind.
Chair lifts float jerkily overhead.
People outfitted in bright colors race down the slopes as if trying to get somewhere. I only glide and float like the cardinal flying above me. The snow sloshes up as I turn and I know that I'm really living. My hands holding the poles turn sweaty. The wind blows through my hair and in my face.