Creation - first memory

One of my first and fondest memories was me skiing off the tram at Snowbird Ski Resort with my parents at the ripe age of three years old. I had ridden the tram many times but every time I had been escorted down on my parents back. This time was different on the tram. I was filled with anxiety. What if I couldn't make it down the mountain? What if it was to hard? All these questions fluttered around my mind as the eight minute box ride took us to the top of Hidden Peak. When we got to the top and stepped out suddenly everything seemed so big! The first pitch off the tram looked like it stretched on for a mile. My mom threw my skis down and said here we go Henry clip in. I was so nervous but i knew that I couldn't cop out now, it was my moment of truth. With that I skated to edge and started making my way down the first pitch to chips. Once we had reached chips, I suddenly realized that this wasn't scary at all but one of the most fun things I had done in my life (which hadn't been much). I made it down falling a few times but none the less made it to the bottom. And ever since that day skiing has been my one true love through thick and thin in my life. It is the one constant that will always be there for me, every winter calling my name to come make beautiful tracks down the sides of these majestic mountains.