The Big Snow
One day 14 of my friends, three teachers and I went skiing. It was a soft gray morning the ground cover with eight centimetres of fresh snow. The temperature around zero.

The last day Abby and Rich have been bugging us to go backcountries skiing. Amid the mountainous sweep near the summit of Rogers Pass in eastern BC and I said “We should not go because I am not that good yet.” But no one listened to me. We went anyway.

We are not alone we seen some mountain guides they sow us to a husband and wife pause and said “It’s a beautiful day out here isn’t it” “Yes” I replied. The husband and wife leave us be hide.
We race down to the first group of buried skiers. We only saw some hands and feet peeking throw the snow. The people that got pulled under the snow are much deeper. Some of my friends did not make it out an hour after the avalanche, seven helicopters, three dogs and more than 30 individuals got to the mountain. The last victim has been dug out one of my friends got a broken ankle, had to go to the hospital. The rest of my friends and I had a helicopter ride to Park warden’s station.


By: Cody Cabral