HOONING DOWN MOUNTAINS!!!!
It was Friday the 30th, 2013. Kahu, Kai,
Knightly, Mr Dunn
and I were hooning our way up to the car park, man we
were excited.
Vroom, vroom! The
little white Honda clunked up the twisted road. Over the cow stops, through the
creeks and into the car park.
First of all we had to grab our snowboard, it was time
for the lessons. We learnt how to stop, turn and slow down.
Our teacher Jeff, gave us a green sticker. I was
wondering what that was for, but oh no I soon found out! I wasn’t allowed to go
onto the T-bar! I was so upset. I was hoping I could go onto the goat track
with Scott.
Oh well, better luck next time.
So, I went up to where we were storing our stuff to
get my money and buy a little treat.
After that, I raced back to my snowboard, buckled up
and was speeding like a Jet plane to the medium lift.
It took me a few times to get up, but soon I got it in
no time.
I buckled up my right foot and started off down the
slope.
Turning my waist side to side, hands in place. Yes! I
totally had the hang of it.
Hannah came along and asked me if I would like to go
up the t-bar, but I said wasn’t allowed.
“What? They let me!” exclaimed Hannah.
“Alright I’ll give it go but first I must ask Ray,” I
requested.
“Hey Ray is it all right if I go on the T-bar with
Hannah?” I questioned. “ Yeah, sure, give it a go.” Ray answered. Yes!! Hannah,
Kahu and I were in the line in no time.
Hannah went first, me second, Kahu last.
Wow, this was easier than all the other lifts!
When we reached the top, we buckled in and waited for
Kahu.
“Man, where is he? We’ve been waiting for ages,” I
muttered.
Finally He’s there, now we could start.
We slowly slipped down the snowy White Mountain.
“Hey look there’s Peri!” Hannah yells. We slipped our
way down. Side to side, back and forth.
Finally, we reached the Goat Track.
As we set off, I realised I was going way too fast. I
slowly turned my board to slow down, realising that that wasn’t a good idea.
Smack! I face planted straight into the cold snow.
I didn’t care. I got up and slid down the slope like I
was racing for the finish line.
By Kea Stringer-Winkler
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