Me, making falling epic for school :)

Extreme Weather

      In the snowy Willamette Pass area, in the year 2011, my family and I took a trip. We drove an icy winding road, following our friends Cori, Jasmine, and Maggie. It was sunny despite the snow. We stopped at a clearing with a huge hill that would be great for sledding.

      After some of us had gotten our fill of sledding, we set up a barbecue to warm up and make lunch. My father stayed with kids while Cori, Jasmine, my mother, and I decided to go for a walk. With it over ten feet deep and fluffy, we had to use snow shoes. This was my first time walking in them and I didn’t expect it to be as fun as it was for me.

      I took my camera with us and was getting some great shots while the others went ahead of me. The snow sunk in a few feet around all the trees, and it made cool patterns in the pictures. It was pretty difficult to walk. I nearly fell quite a few times. While I was searching for a cool angle and Cori, Jasmine, and my mother were talking, I looked up.

      Accidents always seem to slow time down, such as when my cousin pushed me from high up and the rock-like floor knocked the breath out of me. Other times, I don’t look at the right moment, and instead of seeing the slow fall, frantic voices fade into the silence of my mind, and I’m jolted into “Something Is Happening” mode.

      My mother was nearly to her shoulders in snow. Pulling was left to the experts, Cori and Jasmine, who wouldn’t lose balance and join her. So, there I stood, unable to join in the fight against nature, while these girls helped my mother (who was blushing furiously).

      The trek back to the car was full of laughter, and we let the incident pale in comparison to more sledding, although it took us an hour in the cars to even remotely heat up. The ride to town was long and comfortable, and as one should on a good winter’s day, we arrived home tired, satisfied, and filled with desserts. The End :)