When I strap on my bindings, put on my goggles, and tighten up my helmet it is like I enter a different world. I am talking about snowboarding. The mountains are my paradise. I love standing at the top of a mountain, with the icy wind blowing against my face, gazing into the vastness of the Rocky Mountains. Looking down I see nothing but untouched powder that is just waiting to be shredded apart by the blades of my snowboard.
When I go snowboarding it is like nothing can come between fresh powder and me on the Rockies. It is the world goes into slow motion, and I am able to stretch out my wings and fly down the mountain. I already know that when I grow up I will be living in the Rocky Mountains in Colorado. They are where I belong. Every time I leave the Rocky Mountains it is like a piece of my soul is being torn out of me and left behind with the beauty of Colorado.
The first time I went to Colorado I was about 6 years old. I didn’t know of the sheer beauty of Colorado and its mountains, and I especially didn’t know what snowboarding was. My dad asked me if I wanted to ski or snowboard. I didn’t know which was which and he told me that snowboarding was like surfing but in the snow. I thought that sounded cool, and wanted to give that a shot. I remember going up the lift my first time and just thinking, “this is the scariest thing I have ever done in my life.” But when we got to the top of that mountain, I have had the same emotion as I still do today. Everything thing leaves my mind and I just admire the beauty.
I plan on going to Colorado State, and after I graduate I plan on becoming a environmental engineer to help preserve nature, especially the rocky mountains. I would die on the inside if global warming destroyed the snow on the Rocky Mountains. I want my kids, and my grandkids to experience what I have experienced in the mountains. The Rocky Mountains are truly a place that everyone must experience before they die. I plan to spend my whole life in the place that I love the most, and help nature become more beautiful than it already is.
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