Erica Bowditch
Stories (2/0)
Skinning 25 Short
I hurried to heave off my layers. It was not the most ideal situation considering that it was 18 below zero also known as 50 degrees below freezing. I was stripping down to just my thin long sleeve because I had to put on my beacon. I wasn’t cold yet but I could feel the cold air creeping into my warm skin. It was kissing my nose and hands and turning them red and purple. My beacon beeped twice to show that it was ready and transmitting a signal. My layers were lying on the ground. I rushed to pull them over, hoping I wouldn’t freeze. I didn’t. First my sweatshirt, then a lime green puffy, and lastly my heavy ski jacket. Zipping up my jacket, I felt the cold air get one last nip and pulling on my smoky mustard gloves.
By Erica Bowditch5 years ago in Wander
Being a Female Student-Athlete
Hi, my name is Erica, and the basis is that I love to ski. I particularly love to do freestyle skiing, typically big mountain (with the cliffs and moguls) but, I also love to do some park (the big jumps with those tricks that makes you wonder how long it actually takes to learn a trick (or is that just me, because it takes what seems like forever to learn a new trick)).
By Erica Bowditch6 years ago in Unbalanced