Winter Disaster!

My dad loves to ski, and he often goes out with his friends sometime during the winter season to go on a ski trip with them. He loves it. He always brings back great stories, and cool pictures.

I think my favourite story is his disaster story.

My dad would never do anything on the hill that would put himself in obvious danger. He never skis out of bounds, he hates moguls, and he has good control. However on one of his ski trips, he hurt himself very badlyHe wasn't doing anything wrong, it was just an accident. . I can't remember how it happened, but when he was skiing, I think he hit something, and he was basically lifted from the ground. How else do you describe it? It's like he tripped, but he fell... upwards? Momentarily, anyways. It was like he got great air, but that wasn't the intention at all. He said it was an amazing feeling, like he was flying. Until he hit the ground.

"Ow."

He said that's all he said after he hit the ground.

He didn't break or sprain anything, thankfully. But he was bruised black and blue on one side of his body. It engulfed almost the entire side of his body. I can't imagine how painful that would have been. I wonder how much damage someone so frail as me would have gotten in that predicament!!