Personal Essay: Skiing At Buena Vista
I was flying down the hill, picking up speed as I went. I willed my skis to carry me faster. I concentrated with all my concentration possible. The figure behind me started to close in. I started downhill skiing when I was 11 years old. My mom had randomly brought some of my siblings and myself to Buena Vista. Buena Vista is a decent sized ski lodge by Bemidji, Minnesota. That was the first time I had been there or to any ski lodge or resort. We all had loads of fun and loved it right away. We could not get enough of it. As I grew older, I continued to ski at Buena Vista a few times each winter. For mine and Rena’s birthday, we brought some of our friends to go downhill skiing for their first times. We had so much fun and got our friends
to love it too. Every winter, my siblings and I put on downhill skis and hold on to a ski rope connected to the back of our four wheeler as another one drives it around our yard and through the woods. Recently, Detroit Mountain, in Detroit Lakes, Minnesota, opened. Detroit Mountain is a ski lodge that my family goes to now instead of Buena Vista. Last winter, my older brothers and two of my younger brothers, went to Detroit Mountain with me and some of our friends. We stayed there until it closed and had loads of fun. Last spring, at the end of March and beginning of April , my whole family traveled to Red Lodge Montana. There, we bought three day passes for a big ski lodge called Red Lodge Mountain. These passes allowed us to ski all-day for three days in a row. We got to the lodge before it opened and left after it closed. My whole family loves to ski almost as much as I do. So, I am flying down the hill. The figure behind me getting closer. I glance back and realize, that it is just my dad. I holler at him that I will beat him and he starts to get closer. As we pull across our makeshift finish line, we look down and see that we’ve tied. I look up at my dad and grin. I realized then, that it really doesn’t matter who wins and who loses, either way we both win because we are happy and healthy and have money to do stuff we enjoy.
to love it too. Every winter, my siblings and I put on downhill skis and hold on to a ski rope connected to the back of our four wheeler as another one drives it around our yard and through the woods. Recently, Detroit Mountain, in Detroit Lakes, Minnesota, opened. Detroit Mountain is a ski lodge that my family goes to now instead of Buena Vista. Last winter, my older brothers and two of my younger brothers, went to Detroit Mountain with me and some of our friends. We stayed there until it closed and had loads of fun. Last spring, at the end of March and beginning of April , my whole family traveled to Red Lodge Montana. There, we bought three day passes for a big ski lodge called Red Lodge Mountain. These passes allowed us to ski all-day for three days in a row. We got to the lodge before it opened and left after it closed. My whole family loves to ski almost as much as I do. So, I am flying down the hill. The figure behind me getting closer. I glance back and realize, that it is just my dad. I holler at him that I will beat him and he starts to get closer. As we pull across our makeshift finish line, we look down and see that we’ve tied. I look up at my dad and grin. I realized then, that it really doesn’t matter who wins and who loses, either way we both win because we are happy and healthy and have money to do stuff we enjoy.