The reflection of the snow is bright,
The trail is completely open.
I start to ski,
really cranking turns
It's miracle snow.
Everything feels amazing.
Then all of a sudden I lean to my inside ski.
I start to feel the pressure vanish from my outside ski.
I panic, but I am well aware there is nothing to do,
unless I really want to hurt myself.
There it goes,
I slide down, all on my hip,
The snow is like a cloud,
Blowing everywhere covering me. Read more »