I just love the feeling of skiing
I love the feeling of flying down the mountain
with that huge rush of wind filling my jacket
as my skis cling to the icy grounds
I love the feeling of that short four or five minutes
of slowly riding up the lifts with friends and family
talking about what hill we want to conquer next
or where to meet up if we get lost
I love the feeling of playing chicken
that stupid game where the first one who puts the safety bar up loses
usually that first one is my brother 
He and trouble are not friends
I love the feeling of eating food in the chalet
and drinking hot chocolate as we are about to head home
after our long day of downhill skiing with friends
I love the feeling of the car rides home
telling of all the funny things we did or saw that day
explaining how we stopped the lift
or how we full on biffed it going down the steep slopes
I just love the feeling of skiing