Blog #7

Back in the day when I was 9 years old, there was an extremely large snow storm that came through Calgary. It probably snowed one foot, but as a four foot eleven 9 year old child it felt like more. Anyway, my parents talked to many of my friends parents to organise a tobogganing day up by the University of Calgary. The hill was called suicide hill because it was one of the steepest, longest, and fastest hills in the North West part of Calgary. When we got to the hill there was no one there before us and a lot of us were scared to descend the hill. I decided to go first with my friend Graeme on an old fashion toboggan. We descended the hill flying through the powder having snow cover us head to toe. Then at the bottom of the hill we looked back up and started to run back up the hill. We continued this for most of the day. Going in big trains of people, spinning sideways, and hitting jumps. It was one of the best tobogganing days I have ever had in Calgary. Hopefully I can have a day like that skiing.                    

Blog #6

Over the summer I was volunteering in Golden, BC with the Golden cycling club. We were building a pump track and bike skills center. The first day we finished the overall outline of the pump track and shaped the dirt, and then the plan was to leave it overnight and finish packing the dirt in the morning. Unfortunately that weekend Golden had some of the worst rain it ever had over the summer. So all the dirt was mud and made packing it next to impossible. That weekend many local people and families came out to help with the construction of pump track and skills center. Among these locals were two little kid. These two kids wanted to help very badly, but they were unable to lift the shovels or other packing tools. So they decided that stomping on muddy off camber berms and big rollers as tall as they were to be a good idea. So the first kid went and attempted to run up one of these rollers, and slipped on the mud and fell on to his stomach. The other started to laugh as the one that fell started to cry. But the laughter was short lived as that kid slipped as well and began to cry and the one that was crying before was laughing. I found this very odd that one moment he was crying and the other he was laughing.       

Blog #5

 

I think my favorite part of the holidays is all of it. From having no school to the new-year party, and everything in-between. Most of my charismas brake is spent at my cabin in Golden BC sleeping in, skiing, and having fun with the BC friends. This brake I’ll be traveling to Chatter Creek again after charismas and skiing of three day’s from the 29th to the 31st. We will be back in time for a new-years party in Golden. From there ill just be shredding the POW until school starts again.      

Blog #4

Last summer my friend Jeremy and I were out mountain biking in Golden BC on mount 7. We were riding down a trail called Loam trail. If you do not know what loam is, it is very soft dirt and shredded wood and other natural stuff. Anyway Jeremy and I were riding down the trail and we were going at a fast speed. Around the next corner was a fallen tree. The tree was no more than 10inches thick and was collapsed across the trail. As I came around the corner I started to brake heavily in to it but I knew I was not going to stop in time because of the loam, so I hopped over it and slowed to a stop. Then I crooked to see Jeremy trying to stop, nevertheless it was too late. His front wheel hit the tree and he flew over the front of his bike and landed on his stomach. He then started to slide down on his front, hands outstretched and he said one thing “wheeeee”. We both laughed uncontrollably for a good 10 seconds. Then we started riding again.  

Blog #3

Chatter Creek

Last year my family, family friends, and I went to cat skiing at Chatter Creek, which is just northwest of Golden, BC. We spent four day’s there skiing though fresh powder. The first day we were flown in on a helicopter and then were shown to our rooms. The first day of skiing we woke up at 7:00 ate breakfast and went out to start our avalanche beacon training. Then at 8:30 we got into our designated snow cats and headed out skiing. For the rest of the time at Chatter we skied, but to the worst of her luck my sister got very sick. It then spread throw out my family. In the end we learned she had pneumonia and she recovered in three weeks.   

         

Blog #2

Every weekend in the winter my family and I go skiing. My mom usually gives me money to buy food and drinks at the cafeteria. The last week of spring break was spent skiing and it was a big festival at kicking Horse Mountain. With competitions and skiing a cross small ponds it was a lot of fun. At the begging of the week my mom gave me $75 to spend on food. At the end of the week the snow pants were hung up and skis were slung in the closet. Last week I was going through all my ski stuff to see what I need for next year and stumbled upon $25. I was wondering where it was from and remembered this.

Blog #1

Hello my name is Hayden Genoud I was born in Calgary, Alberta and have lived here ever scents. I'm a competitive mountain biker and have been skiing scents I was three years old. Through racing it has taken me all over Canada, from Mounte-sainte-anne just outside of Québec city to Whistler, British Columbia. This year at the Canadian national championships I was third as well I won a Canada cup at mount –Tremblant, Québec.  In the winter my family and I go skiing every weekend to golden, BC, which is where we spend all of our spar time skiing and biking. When I was younger my family and I travelled to many different countries in Europe and one country in south America, panama. My favorite type of food is Italian and western Asian, But I do not like Indian food or anything spicy. This is kit for now.