Mr. Rennie's Class

Jan. 19 ,2011

Last Run

   The hum of the chair lift rattles my ski poles as we elevate to the topof mountain. Skiers slice through the soft fluffy snow and we spy onthem from up high in the sky.

I look over at Jeff to ask what run we are going to go on next, but the glare on my goggles makes it hard to see anything.

    We are now just about at the point where we have to hop off of thechair lift and ski back down the mountain. But before I could even sayanything my skis clicked together and immediately drop at least fiftyfeet to the fluffy snow below. Before I could tell anyone or dosomething they started to zoom right back down the mountain.

    Disappointment engulfs me, Jeff tries to make it better by saying, “Its all right we’ll get them to find them for us.”

When we got to the top we told the ski patrol what our dilemma was.They said that this was the last run of the day and that we were goingto have to get the chair back down the mountain. I did not want toleave my skis on the mountain stuck under the snow and the biggest partof why I didn’t want to leave them is because they were $500 and thatmoney came out of my pocket. So this would be a big upset if I couldn'tfind them.

Jeffsaid that we should just leave them and come back on a clearer day totry and find them, but I was already on my way down the mountain tofind my skis and you can imagine how hard this was, every step I took,I would sink at least 4 feet up to my chest, but I was not going togive up until I found my skis. Once I got to the point were they cameoff and dropped to the snow, I looked and looked and looked and lookedfor ten minutes but still I couldn't find them at all, then when I wasjust about to give in and stop looking there was this black tip justbarely peeking over the top of the hill.

Irushed down to the tree that it was hung up on and immediately dove ontop of them just to make sure that they wouldn’t start to slide evenfarther down the mountain.

Lookingback up the mountain I could see Jeff skiing down the very steep hillthat I just walked down to save my skis “Finally, you found them,” Jeffsays as I carefully put my foot in my bindings and push down hard tomake sure that this time they will not fall off. As we get to thebottom surprisingly with no problems I look over at Jeff and say “Ithink this is our Last Run.”  

                                                     by, Owen Boyd