It Was An Absolute Failure

Everything was a fail... even the picture

What was an absolute failure?

Everything.

Okay not everything that day.

But the skiing...

That was with no doubt in my mind an absolute failure.

We were planning on skiing at Snowbasin with my aunt & uncle that were visiting. But it didn't exactly go as planned.

So we show up and half the lifts are on wind hold... That's just fine and dandy.

It seemed as if a hurricane was about to attack the mountains, it was just that windy.

When we were getting on the gondola they told us the skies weren't allowed outside the gondola because it was so windy. So we had six people along with six skies inside the gondola. Let's just say my dad's skies didn't even fit inside.

I swear that gondola could NOT move any slower. I probably could have walked up that mountain faster than that gondola was moving.

I am aware I used gondola at least once in every sentence. Yay... grammar!




While skiing down I was pelted with chunks of ice that were blown from the trees. And even if I didn't turn at all I went the speed as if I was doing pizza skiing.

We almost fell of the tree and
died

We get to the bottom and take our skies off and get in line to go up again and the official lifty was like "Sorry this lift is now put on windhold so you're not allowed to get on."

Ruuuddee

I've only done one run and know you're going to make me go sit inside and buy your food until you open again. Not fair.

So that's what we did.

For an hour.


Then we asked the ladies at the information desk if and when they think they'd open the lift again. They were like sorry, we aren't opening again.

So I drove and hour both ways to get here just to ski one run, have a hot chocolate along with some fries and the go home. Yay.

Luckily they gave us a voucher for another day next year, but still.

Five Things That Occurred To Prove How Windy It Was:

• When everyone was in the lodge and we came out, all the skies and snowboards were blown over and were just laying there on the ground 
• When my brother and I were skiing our one and only run down a fairly steep slope, the wind almost stopped us from moving at all
• Even the little beginner lift was put on windhold which is protected by a ton of trees
• I fell over while walking because the wind pushed me over (it might have been my clumsiness but the world will never know...)
• Enough proof right here: The resort never opened again because it was so windy...

When we got back to my house I just wanted to sit on my lazy butt and watch Pretty Little Liars.

(DON'T SPEAK TO ME ABOUT THE SEASON FINALE BECAUSE I'M ONLY ON SEASON TWO AND I NEED TO CATCH UP ASAP BUT IF YOU SPOIL ANYTHING LIKE SOME PEOPLE HAVE FOR ME I WILL DISOWN YOU FOR LIFE.)

But no..... that didn't happen.

We had to go for a hike.

I only agreed to it because we hiked up and then got to sled down.

When we get to the trail head my parents point to the top of the mountain and I was like "Uh-no I'm not hiking all the way up there!" But they're like okay you can wait here in the parking lot for the next four hours while we hike. Fineeeeeee....

Here were some of my thoughts while hiking the dreadful peak:

My legs are going to fall off and there's nothing I can do about it.

Dysfunctional picture of me hiking the hill

Another bear is going to come out of those trees attack me again and then eat us all and no one will ever know.

What my brother and I actually said almost a million times. "Are we there yet?" "How much longer" "Can we just go from here." 

I think I'm gonna die.

We're lost. This isn't a real trail head, they just wanted Tyler and I to be trapped up here in the wilderness and die alone.

This sled should have a rope attached so I can just drag it and not have to carry it. 

Why'd I agree to do this?

When I'm sledding down this, I'm gonna run into that tree, this tree, that tree over there, and this tree that fell down probably from someone else running into it. 

We finally get to the top or the hill and we had a pretty great few of Park City. We began to sled down the mountain and it was such an adrenaline rush. I was so surprised I didn't crash into a tree and break my face.


So here's a video from the Sledtopia run and I guess it's not embarrassing... but it's a video. So it counts. Ha.

Oh and those clips aren't sped up at all I was actually going that fast. Intense, I know.

Action shot of my dogga wogga Zack-a-wackers 

Me and my swaggy butt sled and go pro

#nofilter