Written by Joe Godomsky ’20

As I begin the start of a new ski season, I have a little preparation to do. I grew out of almost all my ski equipment, so it was time replenish my lacking supply. As a skier you need a lot of equipment, and I had to get skis, ski boots, ski pants, jacket, helmet, gloves, goggles, poles, and a GS (ski racing) suit. Once I had my equipment, I was almost ready for the season. In order to ski, I needed a pass, so my parents and I head up to Sunday River to get my ski pass. With all my equipment set in place, I was finally ready to head up to the slopes.

Sunday River has been my main ski hill since I was five years old. I’ve done everything from learning to ski on the beginner hill to going down one of the steepest trails on the east coast, all at Sunday River. I began to learn how to ski when my dad taught me. He would put me in between his legs and slowly begin to let me learn to stand/ski on my own. When I was seven years old, I joined the Sunday River racing program, and to this day I am still involved with the racing program.

As I entered this Thanksgiving break, I was informed that I had a lot of time to ski. As a matter of fact I was able to ski seven out of eleven days of break. The first three days I was accompanied by both my brothers. We normally ski until either we feel hungry or don’t have any more energy. But something I started to realize in the midst of all this was how special the moments are when I ski. Whether it is riding up the chairlift and being able to look behind and see the crazy view, or whether it is skiing down the trail and feeling like I’m skiing on air, skiing allows me to experience things that not many other people are allowed to see or feel. I’m allowed to go down a mountain at whatever speed or pace I want. Being able to possibly go as fast as a car is exhilarating. Skiing is unique and fun in many different ways, and I can’t wait to take in the views as a new ski season begins.