A memorable place

My stay in the mountains of Canada will absolutely never be forgotten. It was one of the best experiences I’ve ever had. Standing on the top of a mountain, looking around on the quiet and snowy landscape with all the trees, was amazing. No matter in what direction I turned my head, I saw snow. I was quite excited about all that snow, because back then it haven’t been snowing for quite a while in Denmark. But here was snow, lots of snow. I looked down at the valley beneath me. Only a few kids were out skiing in the valley. Generally this wasn’t a published area, but that didn’t do a thing. That was actually the reason why this place was so pretty, quiet and filled with harmony. I took a deep breath. It was like the air was fresher here than in Denmark.

I remember that I met a girl down there, her name was Kelly, and she was a skiing instructor. She was quite a clever girl. She was tall, slim, blond hair and blue eyes. I used to go skiing with her, but it was mostly late in afternoon we went, because she was working the most of the day. She lived in a small cabin on the other side of the mountains, right next to the hotel. Opposed the one site of the mountains this place was a much published area. Kelly and I didn’t ski there often, because we thought that it was much nicer to go up on the peaceful side. I remember one night we went up to the mountains. As we sat and spoke I suddenly slipped on the edge of a hill. I started to move, faster and faster, I couldn’t stop even though I tried, and the hill got sheerer. I caught so much speed, that it was impossible to stop. I was a good skier, but none could have either turned or stopped when you’re going as fast as I was. As I was coming down the mountains I realized that at some point would I bump into the pro’s ski jump. Suddenly I saw the big hill which was 30 feet tall. I got frighten of the sight, but I had no other option. I was going over it. When I hit the ground from the jump my skies crashed into each other, and I felt a devastating pain in my leg. I lied there until a mountain ambulance came and drove me away to the local hospital. Nothing was broken, but I had a few wounds on my leg.