Skiing Exercises - Snow Skiing Equipment Knowledge Base

Snow Skiing Equipment Knowledge Base

What equipment/clothing would I need for my first Skiing/Snow board trip? Okay. So I'm going to Austria snow boarding with my school, And I'm clueless about what I need..Do I need special shoes to fit the snow board? Or can I wear normal trainers? etc. And I know I need a Ski Jacket, and trousers, but what do I wear underneath? Thanks!

Snow skiing and Craigs List/Ebay. When do items get posted? I'm looking for some new snow ski equipment. I've had a pair of boots for years. Recently I noticed they were too small and wanted to post them on Craig's List but I noticed no one else had snow ski stuff up. If you are a Craigs List/Ebay addict, what time of year does that stuff normally go up? I live in the south so eastern mountains don't get snow until Jan but I know out west it's earlier. Same with ski jacket. My old one is just too thick. I've also decided to quit renting my skis and buy a used set on Craigs List. Have you found it easier to wait until you get to the place (I do my skiing around Salt Lake City) as there are more skiiers? Or on Craig's List would that be too hard since time is of the issue?

I am going snow skiing for the first time, what clothing and equipment do i need to buy?

Who can tell me how ski lifts and snow making equipment work? I cut a deal with my electrical shop teacher. If i tell him how we can relate an electrical class to ski lifts and snowmaking and learn about how they work and the electrical portion of them then hell take my shop to our local mountain "Wachusett." Can anyone tell me how ski lifts and snowmaking equipment work and how i can relate it to electrical

What does LIFT mean regarding playing snow skiing or snow board? Also, i wanna know when we take a skiing school, all gears like cloth, glasses, scarf, etc or everything is included on the rental equipment? Please let me know...i wanna go to Colorado, but i don't know about all things. I already check its website, but getting confused about all terms. Thx.

Is there snow (enough to ski) in Hidden Valley in 3rd week of March? I made plans to visit friends in PA in spring break, there is a small ski resort near by her house called Hidden Valley Resort do you think the snow/ winter will hold till 10-17 of March or should I not bother taking my ski equipment?????

Any tips for photography in the snow? I'm going to be going skiing soon and want to take a couple of days off and photograph people and landscape in the snow. What sort of settings and equipment should I use? Would a polarizing lens help with reducing glare?

Me and my girlfriend are going to winter park, co for skiing. What do I need? This is my first time on the snow. What clothes, equipment rental, classes, lift tickets, etc do we need to make some beginner snowboarding?

What (snow) skis to buy? I'm looking to buy some snow skis for my son. He is quite a proficient skier, however i'm quite negligent as to what the best equipment is for him. I'm pretty sure that he likes to do off-piste skiing, as well as the few times i've gone skiing with him; he seems to like to go off the runs and into the trees. I've heard about twin tip skis, would these be recommended for him? or rather what type (and brand) would be best suited? Thanks for any help.

how can i start mt own clothing company i have many ideas i just dont know how to get a manufacture HELP!!? Hi i'm looking in to making a clothing brand i want to make technical equipment like ski jackets, snow pants, winter equipments and summer stuff. How can i get a company to make my jacket i have very good and proven ideas to make my clothing warm and very-light weight but how can i manufacture it. i need a company to make my idea a reality where can i start thank you !! Serious Answers Only Please !

$500 worth of snow board equipment? My husband went out and bought 2 snow boards and boots for him and my step-son who he rarely sees at all we live in ohio where the snow is not very consistent and the land is rather flat also an hour away from a place to ski/snowboard. I thought it was a dumb idea but did not say that at all. He is mad at me because he says he can tell i don't like the gift cause of my tone of voice when i talk about it. Am i in the right or is he?

Using a friend's downhill snow skis? I want to go skiing, and instead of renting the equipment, I have a friend who said he would lend me his skis and poles and boots (we have the same shoe size) and are the same height. My question is, I outweigh him by about 40 pounds. Will that make using his skis (which were set up with his weight in mind) be dangerous for me? Neither of us are sure as to wether the weight difference will make any difference. Please answer only if you have particular knowledge about this. Thanks!

finding helpful blogs? is there a search engine for blogs and there topics,i am interested in used snow ski equipment and wondered about blogs that might address used equipment choices or just a list of blog topics in general

I have Great Ideas For A Clothing Brand But Where can I Find a Manufacturer? HELP PLEASE? Hi i'm looking in to making a clothing brand i want to make technical equipment like ski jackets, snow pants, winter equipments and summer stuff. How can i get a company to make my jacket i have very good and proven ideas to make my clothing warm and very-light weight but how can i manufacture it. i need a company to make my idea a reality where can i start thank you !! Serious Answers Only Please !

Advice on buying snow skis? I'm an intermediate skier who is looking to buy his first skis and boots, could anyone advise me on types, sizes, costs and any good deals. I ski once a year in europe and rent the equipment but would like to do more hence looking for skis and boots. Thanks for any help. Andrew

Where can I rent snow skies, boots and poles in the Los Angeles area? I'm going to Mammoth Mountain to ski but would like to rent my equipment in the LA area where I live.

Snowy Range Ski Area? I have an opportunity to go snow skiing at the Snowy Range Ski Area in Wyoming. Has anyone skied there? What did you think of the ski resort (equipment, lifts, slopes, etc.)?

what are snow skis made of? i am doing a research assignment for polymers of different equipment so i need to know the materials of a ski so that i can look at the polymers in them

Never been skiing before? Im going for a week and have never been before. What do i need to buy? I already have a snow suit. And we are renting all the equipment E.G Ski's etc

Snow Experience for 7 & 4 year old ~ Close to Melbourne? I would like to take my kids for a trip to the Snow ~ Funds are limited. ~ I would be alone, so safety of 2 kids skiing is important to me. I have only ever been to Hotham and Bulla - has anyone taken kids here? What about Lake Mountain? (Just for fun???) Ideas, equipment hire, experiences and accomodation info would be appreciated! Thanks :)

How much is a 3 day trip to Whistler? I'm planning to go to Whistler next month.I'm going with my girlfriend so i'm looking for something nice ( 3 star hotel).We don't have a Ski pass or any equipment , such as snowboard , snow pants , boots , etc..Could someone please give me an idea. Thank you

I think I would like to take up skiing.? But I don't really like snow or the cold, the equipment is too expensive and one of my legs is shorter than the other. So I'm afraid that I would just constantly veer left into trees. Is there a place to ski in a car? And do they tow you to the top?

Could anyone from experience recommend a ski equipment hire shop in Morzine or Les Gets in France.? 8 of us late-20's-early-30's are driving to Les Gets on 21st Dec for a week and any tips on local area would be very helpful (places to hire skis and ski boots, shops to buy boots as I am planning to get my own ones at last, sauna/swimming pool, places to eat, other sporting activities like snow mobiles, etc). In case of very bad weather is there anything to see around, say 50miles radius from Les Gets (at least Mont Blanc I guess :) Thanks very much in advance and Happy Christmas!

I want to learn how to snowboard/ski. can anyone suggest to me what equipment i SHOULD get and what i'll NEED? i know that your board/skis should only be a certain height to you right? well i'm 5'9. what size should i get? clothes? helmet? goggles? i am asking the yahoo community cause if i walk into a sporting good store they're gonna take me for all i'm worth. i would like to walk in knowing what i need and what i can refuse. I am starting completley from scratch. i don't even have snow boots. help?

grammar questions i need help...? what is the COMPLETE PREDICATE of these sentences. I am clueless on these questions :'( thank you 1. The warm-weather sport of surfing uses the force of incoming waves. 2. The wintertime activity of snow skiing relies on gravity 3. Surfers can pursue their sport with only a surfboard, a flotation vest, a swim suit, and a safety line. 4. A skiers equipment includes ski boots, skis with bindings, safety cables, ski poles, warm clothing, and goggles. 5. Under their own power, surfers paddle out to their starting places, far from shore.

Are wedge boots really all that practical for the snow? I'm from Miami, and we're going on a ski trip in Vermont for my senior trip. (We're renting the ski boots/pants/equipment etc.) I am totally unused to cold, and my feet seem to hate socks since I sweat like noone's business. And I actually despise the cold, but I got out-voted for the trip...so yeah... Anyways, are the cute wedge boots practical for the snow and sidewalks and stuff around the lodge area? I really don't feel like falling on my ass. But I don't want to get any horribly ugly boots, since I don't exactly have a big reason to get boots in the first place so they better be cute for the few times I DO decide to venture North. And I'm really short (5'1) so I'm not exactly liking the idea of wearing flat boots, after the height takes away most of my leg length and makes me look stubbier.

Physics - Downhill speed skiing terminal speed? In downhill speed skiing a skier is retarded by both the air drag force on the body and the kinetic frictional force on the skis. Suppose the slope angle is θ = 37.0°, the snow is dry snow with a coefficient of kinetic friction μk = 0.0400, the mass of the skier and equipment is m = 73 kg, the cross-sectional area of the (tucked) skier is A = 1.30 m2, the drag coefficient is C = 0.150, and the air density is 1.20 kg/m3. (a) What is the terminal speed? (b) If a skier can vary C by a slight amount dC by adjusting, say, the hand positions, what is the corresponding variation in the terminal speed? (dvt/dC)

Is snowboarding hard to get into? and is it an expensive sport? Also i would like to know how much all the equipment would cost me and where could i go to practice within britain?? is there anywhere in the northeast that does skiing or snowboarding? Also is there anywhere with real snow instead of that crappy dry slopes.

I'm from Hawaii and have lived here my whole life. I'm thinking of taking my kids on a ski trip next year.? I have no idea where to begin! Where to go? Lift tickets/equipment rentals? Snow clothes??? I know I'll need snow clothes for them, but where can I get them for cheap? This is probably the only time we'll ever go skiing, so I'd rather not spend a fortune on the clothes. Like I said, we're from Hawaii, and so all of this is very foreign to me. Help please!

Help with essay? Can someone help me make it better? Revise? Edit? THis is a magazine article for a project we are doing for Language Arts.I wrote it, but i need someone to help me check it over, and tell me if its good or not, make it more exciting etc. its not that long, since its a magazine artice. Please help me! Thanks a bunch :) if its too long for you, at least read a portion, i would greatly appreciate your comments. -me If you were a skier in the 1950’s with wooden skies holding on to your feet with leather straps and you fell down, you were out of luck. You were bound to shatter your leg bone with the hard skis dragging behind you. Today, thanks to one of the most important advancements in ski technology, after a fall you can effortlessly stand up, carefully put your boots back in the bindings, and ski down the mountain freely. Thanks to the time release bindings invented by Earl Miller, skiing has become a safer and more enjoyable sport. Before these bindings were invented, when people would fall, their skis would drag behind them making their legs twist in unimaginable ways. This caused bones to break or in many cases: shatter into tiny pieces. If you were a rugged skier, you thought that it was s mall price to pay. It was a stereotype that if you skied, you were willing to spend half of your winter at home in a cast. As Earl Miller was growing up in the 1930s he competed in many races. He later was a ski instructor in his home state, Utah. After teaching for a little while, he decided that skiing was unnecessarily dangerous. He wanted to do something about it, so Earl sat down in his garage and got to work. Before Miller invented his safer bindings, the ski bindings could only release ski boots at one angle. After many hours of work, he came up with his invention taken for granted these days: multiple release bindings. With these new bindings ski boots could be released at all different angles, leaving the skier unscathed. In order to prove the effectiveness of these snow bindings to customers skiing in different resorts, he purposefully crashed at 50 mph and showed how the binding released his boot. He dared customers to try the bindings. If they were unharmed after a fall, Miller would pay them 500 dollars. Not wanting to risk getting sued, he would add, “bring your own crutches.” Even with this amazing invention that could save millions of lives, Earl Miller wasn’t done yet. He noticed that after a fall and the skis were released, runaway skis had a tendency of going downhill at very high speeds. Such skis freely going down a mountain were very dangerous and could kill a person because of the speed. After they eventually stopped, it was a hassle, having to slide down the mountain on your ski boots to finally get to your runaway skis. In response to this new found problem, Earl perfected the ski brake system. The ski brake consists of 2 sticks on either side of the ski which pop down below the ski in an event of a ski boot release. The little sticks dig into the snow, preventing it from traveling downwards. Earl Miller went on to invent over 100 more ski related contraptions which were all later patented. Besides inventing the life saving ski bindings, he was also one of the founders of the PSIA- Professional Ski Instructors of America. If it weren’t for this great advancement in ski technology people would still be scared beyond their years on the slopes, not knowing if they’re going to break their legs the next second or suffocate while being buried in snow. People take equipment for granted, but these ski bindings really save lives. After the mass production of these ski bindings, there has been a decrease of deaths in the sport of skiing. With these safe ski bindings you, don’t break legs, you break skis (if you absolutely must do so). ♦ SOOOOOO.... What do you think?

What is the best ski resort in Vermont? I've done a ton of research and came up with Stratton, Killington, Okemo, and Mount Snow. They're the closest to NYC (about 4-5 hrs) and are on the lower price range (600-800$ 5nights lift/lodge/equipment) Which one do you think is the best of the 4 taking into consideration that Killington has a huge ski city but also bigger crowds with the same number of lifts as okemo and the others.

Is there lots of snow in Schladming? I know it might be a silly question, but I have never been in a ski destination. I will be for a couple of days in ramsau, near Schladming in Austria, from 7 to 9 March. I don't have any equipment with me and I was wondering if I need to buy any special equipment. I have no intention to ski (I have never done). Basically I will visit a friend and we mostly spend time in hanging around. Do I need to buy special boots/shoes for the snow, just to walk in the town or I can use normal sneakers. For few day, I don't want to bring with me heavy equipment. Any additional useful informtion is more than appreciated. Thanks guys, L.

Ski vs. Snowboard? I'm doing a project where we have to design a newsletter for a certain topic and I'm doing winter stuff. I was going to do a column comparing skiing and snowboarding but I can't find this information: - Cost of equipment: switching means spending more money for new gear, lessons, etc. - Comfort: how important is it to be comfortable on the slopes, off the slopes, in lifts and at aprés-ski? - Snow conditions: what snow conditions can you expect and which sport is best suited for the circumstances. - Physical/ medical situation: your body may be more suitable for either skiing or boarding. (For example: for which joints is boarding or skiing more strenuous and which kinds of injuries are more likely for either sport.) If you can find me any solid information about this that would be great. Thanks!

What are some great ski resorts near central New Jersey? Please recommend ones that you have been to. I need to know if there is lodging near it. I also need to know if i can rent equipment there and if its snow record is good. It would be great if it was less than 2 hours away not counting the direct climb up the mountain and central jersey where i live is Holmdel, hazlet, middletown, red bank if you dont know any of these cities just think of it as central jersey near the coast. Thanks

Ski Rental Shops in/near Killington, VT? I am going to be in Vermont for about a week in late December, I would like to go sking/snowboarding at least one day (never been skiing, only snowboarding) The last time I was there I had to rent equipment from the Ski Shop at Killington itself. I was curious if there is another place that has a wider variety (Aspen East Maybe??) avaiable for rent. Buying is not really an option because I live in Florida and rarely ever go near snow. Any suggestioons?

are you good at math, snow days? a blizzard has blown in, so lance, billie jean, rudy, and liz. will have the day off from school. they are going to foster lake, art hill, the school yard, or capitol hill. the distances are 1, 2, 3,or 4 miles. they have a sled, ice skates, skis, top hat, or lumps of coal. the wear scarf, muffler, ski mask, or ear muffs. the children's last names are gibson, johnson, righetti, sempteton. 1. johnson's headgear is made of fur and she is pulling her playground equipment behind her with a rope. 2. gibson's equipment is longer than he is tall 3. the sledding hill is farther away than where righetti goes, but not as far as the ski slope. 4. lance wears headgrear most suitable for his activity. 5. captiol hill is a ski slope 6 billie jean wears a scarf 7 sempleton goes only half as far as the distance to foster lake to build her snowman and only one third as far as liz CAN ANYONE ANSWER THIS HELP ME!!!

Cheap alternatives to ski clothes? I'm going skiing for the first time this weeked. The pass and equipment rental is expensive enough but I realized the other day that I don't have many things that are water proof. I've been looking at actual Snow pants and things like that, but they're really expensive. I need pants and gloves. Anyone know where I can get something cheap that'll work just as well? Also, googles, are they something I should invest in as well?

Can some one look at my story? Ski Trip It is February 19th 2006. Today is the day that I am going on a field trip to a ski resort. I have never skied before in my life, It is early morning and I wake up. The sky is still dark, overhead we can see a thin line of orange kissing the dark hues of blue. The tree branches outside my window are crystallized with ice. My father, who drives a taxi, drives me to my school; Willowbrook Public School. During the ride, breathing the smell of leather in his car, my heart feels like it is attempting to push itself out of my throat. I hear a voice in my head say, Oh my god, you’re the only one who doesn’t’t know how to ski. As my father wishes me good luck and a ‘’Have fun, bachem!’’, I stretch my arm to put my backpack on. I see children outside the entrance, lights illuminate within. As I walk the cement pathway that leads to the school doors, I see people I recognize. Most of them have their own equipment, snowboards, ski shoes, carrying cases. I look at myself. I had on a pair of long johns under my jeans and my winter jacket. Nice. My stomach does a little jitterbug. I am told by my teacher, Mrs. Cappe, that since I am going to go to the beginner’s level, with the French teacher Ms. Francis, I should stick with them, and not to forget to meet under the big bell. ********************* On the Greyhound coach bus, with my backpack on top of the metal shelf, thoughts are whirling, like a hurricane approaching the calms of an island. This is going to be great, right? I still don’t know what bell Mrs. Cappe is talking about, but I hope I make it. Others were chit chattering away and gazing at the TV screens, watching a movie. My thoughts were bouncing back and forth, as I looked through the window. Snow covered hills, small evergreen trees decorating the bare whiteness were in view. I sighed. People began saying, ‘’Oh we’re here, it’s Mt. St. Louis!’ Getting off of the bus, we saw people already in their skis out-front and ready to go. We, the new arrivals, had to wait a good 30-45 minutes in line for our tags. I have to share a locker with Kristy, a student in my grade. So, I go to the front to get my boots. There are all sorts of coloured boots in the cabinets. I have my money to rent the boots with the skis. So I give them to the person on the counter who gives me my skis, after asking for my size. After putting on my boots, I needed skis. I hobble up to the counter, it felt like my legs were long pieces of wood that were about to snap if I didn’t walk like a toy soldier. The back of the shop was made of wood, and this shop was close to the doors that led to the great outdoors, the same terrain where I would acquire the skill of skiing. There were two guys behind the counter. I ask them for shoes. He just looks me up and down and goes to get skiis for me. I find this strange, how would he know my foot size? He says, ‘’Here you go.’’ , and hands them to me. Outdoors, I breathe in the crisp air outside, it hurts my nose. I wander to a girl looks friendly and ask nervously, Do you know where the Beginners Level is? She says, ‘’It’s right there‘’. She points to a group of people standing in a horizontal line. I go with my skis to join them. I feel like a lost lamb at the edge of a deep forest. The first thing we are supposed to learn is how to put on our skis. The instructor said that we should put our heel at the back so it would ‘click’ and stay put. I glanced at the others and attempted to do just that. I stuck my booted foot in the shoe. It wouldn’t fit. My cheeks turned a bright cerise. My insides felt like they were burning. I nervously get up to ask, ‘’Umm, excuse me, I can’t put them in.’’ The lady comes over and checks for me. ‘’Those skis are too small,’ she says. ‘’You’re going to have to exchange them.’’ All down the hill, (fortunately it was just a gentle curve) I had to hobble down to the rental Place. I kept on muttering to myself, ‘’What an idiot!’’ *************** Ten minutes and two shoe sizes later, I went back to see everyone learning how to stop, ‘pizza ‘’ way and turn. I tried doing that too. I took my ski poles and stabbed them into the fluffy snow. I made my way up to the top, leaving small circles behind. The instructor says, ‘’Go.’’ I try to push myself off, and I go, slowly, trying to push my weight on one side but then to save myself from a all, I cross my ski poles together and fall to the side. There’s the icy sensation of snow behind my neck. I watch the others do their turns, all of them succeeding as if the ground was their best friend. After continuing this several times, the instructor deemed me ‘okay’. After this, we go heading to the elevators to ski down the slope, a baby slope. I ask a girl in front of me what the time was, I kee EDIT---Is there anything I should cut? ---------this is a personal narrative, so yeah I find I rushed the end, a little bit...what do you think?

Best way to make a ski ramp? I went sledging today because of the weather and we tried to make a ramp out of the snow ramp but didnt really know what to do. How is it done and do you need any equipment?

what you think of this? 1. - One hand on wheel, one hand on horn: MONTREAL 2. - One hand on wheel, one finger out window: TORONTO 3. - One hand on wheel, one finger out window, cutting across all lanes of traffic: OTTAWA 4. - Both hands on wheel, eyes shut, both feet on brake, quivering in terror: SASKATOON, but driving in TORONTO 5. - Both hands in air, gesturing, both feet on accelerator, head turned to talk to someone in the back seat: QUEBEC CITY 6. - One hand on 12 oz. double shot latte, one knee on wheel, cradling cell phone, foot on brake, mind on radio game, banging head on steering wheel while stuck in traffic: VANCOUVER 7. - One hand on wheel, one hand on hunting rifle, alternating between both feet being on the brake and both feet on the accelerator, throwing McDonald's bag out the window: RED DEER 8. - Four wheel drive pick-up truck, shotgun mounted in rear window, beer cans on the floor, raccoon tails attached to the antenna: PRINCE GEORGE 9. - Two hands gripping wheel, blue hair barely visible above windshield driving 40 km/hr on Hwy 1 in the left lane with the left blinker on: VICTORIA 10. - One ski-doo mitt on steering wheel, one ski-doo mitt scrapper in hand out front window scrapping frost, Guess Who on 8 track playing Share The Land, hockey equipment smelling up car interior, waiting at lights for snow removal equipment to finish clearing intersection: WINNIPEG

Narrative writing for school, need suggestions? So I have to write a personal narrative for school that should be 500-700 words. I wrote mine, but it's actually like 1110 words, so my teacher told me to try to cut it down to about 800 or 900. I am having trouble deleting parts, so I need suggestion on how to shorten it or improve it. Thanks so much! And please don't leave comments like "Who would read all this crap?!" because I really need the feedback. Well, here it is: Snow, Slopes, and Skis I imagined the snow drifting off my skis as I dangled my legs from the ski lift, 8000 feet high in the Sierra Nevada mountains. It was a perfect morning in Lake Tahoe. The sun shone brightly, a light wind caressed my face, and perfect, powdery snow was falling; it was like the mountain was calling to me to get myself over there and zip down the slopes. Winter break had recently begun and enjoying the snow and activities Lake Tahoe had to offer was an annual ritual every winter. Every year until now, it was just my family: my older brother, my mom, my dad, and me. But, this year I held much higher expectations about the amount of fun we were going to have, because three of my cousins and their families were coming along with us. On the fun quotient, the more the merrier! There were ten of us altogether, five kids and five adults. The kids included my 15 year old brother, Jake, my 9 year old energetic cousin, Emily, her jovial 7 year old sister, Jane, my 9 year old, hilarious cousin, Landon, and me. After waking up groggily and putting on 4 layers of thermals, we rushed through a toasty breakfast, lesson sign-ups, and equipment rentals. While listening to our instructor, our thoughts varied from "Oh shoot! Where'd my DS go?" to "Hmm...I wonder if I'll be able to drink hot chocolate this year without burning my tongue..." to "I need to tell him to put on sunscreen... " I was all fired up from a mix of hot chocolate, Belgian waffles, and just pure excitement to get on the slopes. Our instructor, a professional skier from Australia, warmly introduced himself as Jacob. He described a general idea of what our day was going to be like, and we were off. Trudging through the snow, all six of us hopped into the gondola with our skis and poles and traveled up the mountain. Since most of us had skied before, Jacob led us through one warm-up slope and from then on, we skied mostly intermediate runs, with a few advanced, steeper slopes here and there. "So where are you all from?" Jacob queried as we made our way through the lengthy line to get on the ski lift. The queue was packed with all sorts of people. I glanced around, taking in all the scenery, the bright colors of resorts and restaurants, and the specks on the mountain which appeared to be people as they advanced down the slopes. I picked up a map of the runs on the mountain. I recognized a few of them, but many were new to me. "Sacramento. Not too far away," I said. "Bay area," Jane and Emily said in unison. "Los Angeles!" Landon said, squinting at the sun reflecting off the white snow. We cautiously seated ourselves on the six-person ski lift. After a serene, ten minute ride to the summit, I braced myself for the landing and smoothly got off the lift. "Wow. What a view, guys!" Jake exclaimed. The stunning view of Lake Tahoe couldn't have been appreciated from a better place than the top of this mountain at the Northstar Resort. A crystal-clear body of water reflected the snow-covered mountains, sprinkled with evergreen trees. After a moment of awe, Jacob directed us to a slope called Magic Moguls, my personal favorite. It was a series of moguls - small hills, bumps, and dips which you could jump over. I squealed in delight as I glided over the mounds and then playfully ran into Jane. We both slid and fell, but it was a light fall, so I carefully stood up, making sure I was parallel to the bottom of the run - staying parallel ensures you won't slide down. Helping Janu up, we both skied down the remaining portion of the slope and joined the rest of our group. Checking his watch, Jacob told us that it was almost noon. We took the chairlift back up to the summit and made our way across the snow to a large, crowded restaurant. People were packed into it, but the warmth of the building felt good. After a quick lunch of burgers and salad, we headed towards the slope labeled East Ridge, also known as the east side of the mountain. It was a long run, all the way down the mountain, with slopes off the side you could ski down. I saw a run named Delight - it was an advanced slope and seemed really steep. I peered down to survey the run. It was...well, it looked just a little bit away from being completely vertical. I had only skied one advanced slope in my life, and this one looked much harder. "You want to do this one, Alyssa?" Jacob asked with a grin. "Oh! Uh..." I stammered. Many people were skiing down it, making it look easier. Nevertheless, I still was a bit unsure. "Yeah! Let

Scrambled Paragraphs [[urgent]]? I got TRQSU. Not sure if it's right...confirmation please? Also if I'm incorrect, the correct answer and an explaination would be nice.^^ Q. As long ago as two or three thousand B.C., skis were used to get around in snowy Scandinavian countries, and skates for quick easy transportation on frozen rivers and lakes. R. The earliest skis were made of very large animal bones, strapped to the feet, as we know from a 5,000 year old pair in a Swedish museum. S. Skis were used by the Scandinavian soldiers as long as 1200 A.D., both for spying and to transport troops across the snow-covered mountains. T. We think of skiing and skating as sports, but they did not start out that way. U. By the 18th century, on improved equipment, skating was taken up for sport, followed by skiing on wood skis in the 19th century.

Scrambled Paragraphs Verification/Help Please [Still] [x1] [07/18]? I got TRQSU. Not sure if it's right...confirmation please? Also if I'm incorrect, the correct answer and an explaination would be nice.^^ Q. As long ago as two or three thousand B.C., skis were used to get around in snowy Scandinavian countries, and skates for quick easy transportation on frozen rivers and lakes. R. The earliest skis were made of very large animal bones, strapped to the feet, as we know from a 5,000 year old pair in a Swedish museum. S. Skis were used by the Scandinavian soldiers as long as 1200 A.D., both for spying and to transport troops across the snow-covered mountains. T. We think of skiing and skating as sports, but they did not start out that way. U. By the 18th century, on improved equipment, skating was taken up for sport, followed by skiing on wood skis in the 19th century.

What to bring on a ski trip? I'm renting, so I don't need to worry about that equipment. So far on my list I have: Goggles snow pants fleece sweater long underwear sunscreen (Do I need it? It's supposed to be snowy) neck water helmet snacks water bottle fleece pants socks underwear cell phone PJ's mittens snow jacket money Whoops, *Neck warmer Going to Cannon and staying overnight. *Cannon Mountain, NH

can you fix for me? Philadelpha was more cold than NY ,It was had a lot of snow, every where was while color,this snowscapc was beautiful.we went to skiing place,we rented equipments It's important the choiceof equipments best suit to skiing.I was first time skiing, I didn'tknow how to do it , my frient just know little. came here before he told me about skiing. I staied to learn how do skiing, skinng place had some people teached,It was difficture to learnand interested .the teacher step-by-step teached ,I learned many hourse, I could know how did to control ski not t ranning .I fall down a lot of time ,but I didn't feet heard .I not scart ,I chimb uphill ,in the uphill skiing down I was very excited to know skiing. we went skiing all day . this was night time was back to hotel .every bady left here.Next day we continue skiing. this common sport I think is may you heathly ,If youworkto much and feet stress .you get a trip ,May be it dose helfyou

what's your extreme sport idea? i have a project to do, (in french) and we need to create an extreme sport. this sport could be on the hills, mountains, on snow, on the water, on ice, whatever. it cannot include sports that are already created such as: BMX, Canyoning, Hang Gliding, Heilskiing, Parasailing, Wildwater Swimming, Extreme Skateboarding, Wakeboarding, Extreme Rollerblading, Bungee Jumping, Kite Skiing, Skysurfing, SnowScooting, KiteSurfing, or an Ultramarathon. along with your idea, include what equipment to use and a short description of where, how, and when you do it.

What Snowboard Set-up do you Recommend for a 13 year old? Hello all, I am interested into buying a snowboard and had a few questions. Last year I went snow boarding on a family ski trip and I enjoyed it. This year, before the trip I am determined to get a snowboard for this holiday season and I am currently going to ask my mom for: Rome Cheaptrick, 151 in., or a Burton Bullet, 154 in. Deck Burton Custom bindings, size Medium and Burton Tribute boots, size 12 (I got BIG feet: 11.5 now but I will grow into these) I know these are bottom of the line products, but this is all my family can afford. Do you think this setup will be okay for a high-novice? I really appreciate your help! One more thing, After searching these peoducts new on ebay, I could save about 75 bucks. Should I buy these at a retailer, or take the rish and buy online? And if you can find a better board or any equipment at all for the price, please let me know! Thanks!

Where are the best ski slopes to head too this winter? I have a bit of an opton for a winter holiday this year.....but in September. I live in Queensland I can go on the School Ski Trip which will take us to Perisher Blue or my dad says that if I want to, we can take a ski trip of our own. He said that I should do some researching and see if a ski trip of our own is a good idea or if I should just go with the school (school trip at the moment is $900 for 7 days with meals, equipment, beginner classes and accommodation) so, where would the best place to go (NSW, VIC....what slopes) we are beginners, I have never seen snow in my life and my dad has not been since he was a kid either..... thanks!

How to get skinnier in 3 weeks!! help!!? well im 13 and im going on a ski trip in 3 weeks and we are going swimming and i was thinking if there was any way to lose any weight in three weeks...i only need to lose about 10 pounds to be skinny...its -46 here and no possible way to run outside in snow up tot your chest. and we have no gym Equipment. I REALLLLLLLY want to get rid of my love handles..thats my main goal. is there any diets or food that can slim me down in three weeks? and is there any excersises or ab excersises. i know i have killer abs under a little bit of fat, i lean back and i can see my abs. (i did 300 crunchs a night for 2 weeks to get my abs), any way i can get rid of my little tummy fat and love handles? i weigh 135lbs, im 5feet 3 inches and i have ALOT of muscle (muscle weighs more than fat) in the fall, and spring i run 5km 3 times a week for volleyball and in winter i play hockey...help with 10 pounds in 3 weeks!

the Soviet-Nazi War? How do you think, is this article correct: Some people have an idea that the winter of 1941/42 was on the Russian side, that all the troubles of Wehrmacht resulted from the cold weather, not from the Red Army. I would have to strongly disagree with that point of view. The Russians also suffered, they also died. That Winter wasn’t a Russian General. It disturbed the Russians as much as the Germans. Snow was not falling on the German side only, avoiding Russian trenches, and Soviet troops had to deal with the same difficulties during "mud periods", Red Army's trucks and tanks didn't get special treatment from the elements. Russian soldiers also froze to death, Russian vehicles had trouble starting too, and some other equipment also didn’t function. The Wehrmacht would not be stopped just by General Winter or by any other weather conditions. German soldiers were too good and tough to be stopped by mere cold. They were stopped by Russians, Ukrainians, Belorussians, Georgians who fought to a standstill in the outskirts of Moscow. If Germans were badly prepared (in terms of skis, sleds, sleighs, white capes, etc.) – it’s not to be blamed on "General Winter" or elements. It’s a bad excuse and is rather an embarrassment to Wehrmacht logistics, which is a crucial aspect of waging war. Germany had control over practically all the Europe, except the British islands. All the Western European industries, including textile, were at Hitler’s disposal. Wehrmacht had all chances to be supplied with anything necessary. Was the winter an unexpected phenomena? No, I think everybody knows that the fall is followed by the winter, accompanied by snow and cold temperatures. Can one blame the Russian Winter for the flips of German logistics? After all, the Nazis weren’t forced to invade Russia with those bad Russian Winters, it was their choice. Foreign tourists, by the way, are always welcome in Russia, invaders – not really.

How much will it cost for a first time snowboarding/ski session in Mount Hutt? Hi everyone. I'm planning to go to Mount Hutt (New Zealand) soon. I have never tried any snow sports in my life.. never even seen the snow. I am now curious to know how much money i should expect to spend for a first time experience. please note that i have no equipments whatsoever. I have been skateboarding for quite a long time and some people have told me that it would probably be easier for me to perform a snow sport such as snowboarding. is it true? thank you for reply.

physics question please help? In downhill speed skiing a skier is retarded by both the air drag force on the body and the kinetic frictional force on the skis. Suppose the slope angle is θ = 31.0°, the snow is dry snow with a coefficient of kinetic friction μk = 0.0400, the mass of the skier and equipment is m = 81.0 kg, the cross-sectional area of the (tucked) skier is A = 1.30 m2, the drag coefficient is C = 0.150, and the air density is 1.20 kg/m3. (a) What is the terminal speed? b) If a skier can vary C by a slight amount dC by adjusting, say, the hand positions, what is the corresponding variation in the terminal speed? (dvt/dC)

what is the theme of this? Flight to the South Pole 1 Thanksgiving Day, November 28th, brought what we wanted. At noon, the Geological Party radioed a final weather report: "Unchanged. Perfect visibility. No clouds anywhere." Harrison finished with his balloon runs, Haines with his weather charts. The sky was still somewhat overcast, and the surface wind from the east southeast. Haines came into the library, his face grave. Together, we went out for a walk and a last look at the weather. What he said exactly I have forgotten, but it was in effect: "If you don't go now, you may never have another chance as good as this." And that was that. 2 The mechanics, Bubier, Roth and Demas, went over the plane for the last time, testing everything with scrupulous care. A line of men passed five-gallon cans of gasoline to several men standing on the wing, who poured them into the wing tanks. Another line fed the stream of gear which flowed into the plane. Black weighed each thing before passing it on to McKinley and June, who were stowing the stuff in the cabin. Hanson went over the radio equipment. With de Ganahl, I made a careful check of the sextant and the watches and chronometers, which were among the last things put aboard. For days, de Ganahl and I had nursed the chronometers, checking them against the time tick broadcast every night from the United States. We knew their exact loss or gain. 3 The total weight was approximately 15,000 pounds. 4 Haines came up with a final report on the weather. "A twenty-mile wind from the south at 2,000 feet." I went into my office and picked up a flag weighted with a stone from Floyd Bennett's grave. It seemed fitting that something connected with the spirit of this noble friend, who stood with me over the North Pole, on May 9th, 1926, should rest as long as stone endures at the bottom of the world. 5 There were handshakes all around, and at 3:29 o'clock we were off. The skis were in the air after a run of 30 seconds--an excellent takeoff. A calm expectation took hold of my mind. 6 Had you been there to glance over the cabin of this modern machine which has so revolutionized polar travel, I think you would have been impressed most of all--perhaps first of all--with the profusion of gear in the cabin. There was a small sledge, rolled masses of sleeping bags, bulky food sacks, two pressure gasoline stoves, rows of cans of gasoline packed about the main tank forward, funnels for draining gasoline and oil from the engines, bundles of clothing, tents, and so on ad infinitum. There was scarcely room in which to move. 7 June had his radio in the after bulkhead on the port side. From time to time, he flashed reports on our progress to the base. From the ear phones strapped to his helmet ran long cords so that he might move freely about the cabin without being obliged to take them off. His duties were varied and important. He had to attend to the motion picture camera, the radio, and the complicated valves of the six gasoline tanks. Every now and then, he relieved Balchen at the wheel or helped him to follow the elusive trail. 8 McKinley had his mapping camera ready for action either on port or starboard side. It was for him and the camera he so sedulously served that the flight was made. The mapping of the corridor between Little America and the South Pole was one of the major objectives of the expedition. 9 Balchen was forward, bulking large in the narrow compartment, his massive hands on the wheel, now appraising the engines with a critical eye, now the dozen flickering fingers on the dials on the instrument board. Balchen was in his element. His calm, fine face bespoke his confidence and sureness. He was anticipating the struggle at the "Hump" almost with eagerness. 10 It was quite warm forward, behind the engines. But a cold wind swept through the cabin, making one thankful for heavy clothes. When the skies cleared, a golden light poured into the cabin. The sound of the engines and propellers filled it. One had to shout to make oneself heard. From the navigation table aft, where my charts were spread out, a trolley ran to the control cabin. Over it, I shouted to Balchen the necessary messages and courses; he would turn and smile his understanding. 11 That, briefly, is the picture, and a startling one it makes in contrast with that of Amundsen's party, which had pressed along this same course eighteen years before. A wing, pistons and flashing propellers had taken the place of runner, dogs, and legs. Amundsen was delighted to make 25 miles per day. We had to average 90 miles per hour to accomplish our mission. We had the advantages of swiftness and comfort, but we had as well an enlarged fallibility. A flaw in a piece of steel, a bit of dirt in the fuel lines or carburetor jets, a few hours of strong head winds, fog or storm-- these things, remotely beyond our control, could destroy our carefully laid plans and nullify our most determined efforts. 12 Still, it was not these things that entered our minds. Rather, it was the thought of the "Hump," and how we should fare with it. 13 Soon after passing the crevasses, we picked up again the vast escarpment to the right. More clearly than before, we saw the white-blue streams of many glaciers discharging into the Barrier, and several of the higher snow-clad peaks glistened so brightly in the sun as to seem like volcanoes in eruption. 14 Now the Queen Maud Range loomed ahead. I searched again for the "appearance of land" to the east. Still the rolling Barrier--nothing else. 15 At 8:15, we had the Geological Party in sight--a cluster of beetles about two dark-topped tents. Balchen dropped overboard the photographs of the Queen Maud Range and the other things we had promised to bring. The parachute canopy to which they were attached fluttered open and fell in gentle oscillations, and we saw two or three figures rush out to catch it. We waved to them and then prepared for settlement of the issue at the "Hump." 16 Up to this time, the engines had operated continuously at cruising revolutions. Now Balchen opened them full throttle, and the Ford girded its loins for the long, fighting pull over the "Hump." We rose steadily. We were then about 60 miles north of the western portal of Axel Heiberg, and holding our course steadily on meridian 163° 45' W. with the sun compass. 17 I watched the altimeters, of which there were two in the navigation department. The fingers marched with little jumps across the face of the dial--3,000 feet; 3,500; 4,000; 4,500. The Ford had her toes in and was climbing with a vast, heaving effort. 18 Drawing nearer, we had edged 30° to the west of south, to bring not only Axel Heiberg but also Liv Glacier into view. This was a critical period. I was by no means certain which glacier I should choose for the ascent. I went forward and took a position behind the pilots. 19 The schemes and hopes of the next few minutes were beset by many uncertainties. Which would it be--Axel Heiberg or Liv Glacier? 20 There was this significant difference between flying and sledging: we could not pause long for decision or investigation. Minutes stood for gasoline, and gasoline was precious. The waste of so little as half an hour of fuel in a fruitless experiment might well overturn the mathematical balance on which the success of the flight depended. The execution of the plan hung on the proper choice of the route over the "Hump." 21 Yet how well, after all, could judgment forecast the ultimate result? There were few facts on which we might base a decision. We knew, for example, from Amundsen's report that the highest point of the pass of Axel Heiberg Glacier was 10,500 feet. We should know, in a very few minutes, after June had calculated the gasoline consumption, the weight of the plane. From that we could determine, according to the tables we had worked out and which were then before me, the approximate ceiling we should have. We should know, too, whether or not we should be able to complete the flight, other conditions being favorable. 22 These were the known elements. The unknown were burdened with equally important consequences. The structural nature of the head of the pass was of prime importance. We knew from Amundsen's descriptions and from what we could see with our own eyes, that the pass on both sides was surrounded by towering peaks, much higher than the maximum ceiling of the heavily loaded plane. But whether the pass was wide or narrow, whether it would allow us room to maneuver in case we could not rise above it, whether it would be narrow and running with a torrent of down-pressing wind which would dash a plane, already hovering near its service ceiling to the glacier floor--these were things, naturally, we could not possibly know until the issue was directly at hand. 23 I stood beside Balchen, carefully studying the looming fortress, still wondering by what means we should attempt to carry it. With a gesture of the hand, Balchen pointed to fog vapor rising from the black rock of the foothills which were Nansen's high priests, caused no doubt by the condensation of warm currents of air radiated from the sun-heated rocks. A thin layer of cloud seemed to cap Axel Heiberg's pass and extended almost to Liv Glacier. But of this we were not certain. Perhaps it was the surface of the snow. If it were a cloud, then our difficulties were already upon us. Even high clouds would be resting on the floor of the uplifted plateau. 24 There was then a gamble in the decision. Doubtless a flip of the coin would have served as well. In the end, we decided to choose Liv Glacier, the unknown pass to the right which Amundsen had seen far in the distance and named after Dr. Nansen's daughter. It seemed to be broader than Axel Heiberg, and the pass not quite so high. 25 A few minutes after 9 o'clock, we passed near the intermediate base which, of course, we could not see. Our altitude was then about 9,000 feet. At 9:15, we had the eastern portal on our left and were ready to tackle the "Hump." We had discussed the "Hump" so often, had anticipated and maligned it so much, that now that it was in front of us and waiting in the flesh--in rock-ribbed, glacierized reality--it was like meeting an old acquaintance. But we approached it warily and respectfully, climbing steadily all the while with maximum power, to get a better view of its none-too-friendly visage. 26 June, wholly unaffected by the immediate perplexities, went about his job of getting the plane fighting trim, less heavy. He ripped open the last of the fuel cans and poured the contents into the main tank. The empty tins he dropped overboard, through the trapdoor. Every tin weighed two pounds, and every pound dropped was to our gain. June examined the gauges of the five wing tanks, then measured with a graduated stick the amount of fuel in the main tank. He jotted the figures on a pad, made a few calculations, and handed me the results. Consumption had thus far averaged between 55 and 60 gallons per hour. It had taken us longer to reach the mountains than we had expected, owing to head winds. However, the extra fuel taken aboard just before we left had absorbed this loss, and we actually had a credit balance. We then had enough gasoline to take us to the Pole and back. 27 With that doubt disposed of, we went at the "Hump" confidently. 28 We were still rising, and the engines were pulling wonderfully well. The wind was about abeam and, according to my calculations, not materially affecting the speed. 29 The glacier floor rose sharply, in a series of ice falls and terraces, some of which were well above the (then) altitude of the plane. These glacial waterfalls, some of which were from 200 to 400 feet high, seemed more beautiful than any precipitous stream I have ever seen. Beautiful yes--but how rudely and with what finality they would deal with steel and duralumin that crashed into them at 100 miles per hour. 30 Now the stream of air pouring down the pass roughened perceptibly. The great wing shivered and teetered as it balanced itself against the changing pressures. The wind from the left flowed against Fisher's steep flanks, and the constant, hammering bumps made footing uncertain in the plane. But McKinley steadily trained his 50-pound camera on the mountains to the left. The uncertainties of load and ceiling were not his concern. His only concern was photographs--photographs over which students and geographers pore in the calm quiet of their studies. 31 The altimeters showed a height of 9,600 feet, but the figure was not necessarily exact. Nevertheless, there were indications we were near the service ceiling of the plane. 32 The roughness of the air increased and became so violent that we were forced to swing slightly to the left, in search of calmer air. This brought us over a frightfully crevassed slope which ran up and toward Mount Nansen. We thus escaped the turbulent swirl about Fisher, but the down-surging currents here damped our climb. To the left, we had the "blind" mountain glacier of Nansen in full view; and when we looked ahead we saw the plateau--a smooth, level plain of snow between Nansen and Fisher. The pass rose up to meet it. 33 In the center of the pass was a massive outcropping of snow-covered rocks, resembling an island, which protruded above and separated the descending stream of ice. Perhaps it was a peak or the highest eminence of a ridge connecting Fisher and Nansen which had managed through the ages to hold its head above the glacial torrent pouring down from the plateau. But its particular structure or relationship was of small import then. I watched it only with reference to the climb of the plane; and realized, with some disgust and more consternation, that the nose of the plane, in spite of the fact that Balchen had steepened the angle of attack, did not rise materially above the outcropping. We were still climbing, but at a rapidly diminishing rate of speed. In the rarefied air, the heavy plane responded to the controls with marked sluggishness. There is a vast difference between the plane of 1928 and the plane of 1937. 34 It was an awesome thing, creeping (so it seemed) through the narrow pass, with the black walls of Nansen and Fisher on either side, higher than the level of the wings, and watching the nose of the ship bob up and down across the face of that chunk of rock. It would move up, then slide down. Then move up, and fall off again. For perhaps a minute or two, we deferred the decision, but there was no escaping it. If we were to risk a passage through the pass, we needed greater maneuverability than we had at that moment. Once we entered the pass, there would be no retreat. It offered no room for turn. If power was lost momentarily or if the air became excessively rough, we could only go ahead or down. We had to climb, and there was only one way in which we could climb. 35 June, anticipating the command, already had his hand on the dump valve of the main tank. A pressure of the fingers--that was all that was necessary--and in two minutes, 600 gallons of gasoline would gush out. I signaled to wait. 36 Balchen held to the climb almost to the edge of a stall. But it was clear to both of us that he could not hold it long enough. Balchen began to yell and gesticulate, and it was hard to catch the words in the roar of the engines echoing from the cliffs on either side. But the meaning was manifest. "Overboard--overboard--200 pounds!" 37 Which would it be--gasoline or food? 38 If gasoline, I thought, we might as well stop there and turn back. We could never get back to the base from the Pole. If food, the lives of all of us would be jeopardized in the event of a forced landing. Was that fair to McKinley, Balchen, and June? It really took only a moment to reach the decision. The Pole, after all, was our objective. I knew the character of the three men. McKinley, in fact, had already hauled one of the food bags to the trapdoor. It weighed 125 pounds. 39 The brown bag was pushed out and fell, spinning, to the glacier. The improvement in the flying qualities of the plane was noticeable. It took another breath and resumed the climb. 40 Now the down-currents over Nansen became stronger. The plane trembled and rose and fell, as if struck bodily. We veered a trifle to the right, searching for helpful, rising eddies. Balchen was flying shrewdly. He maintained flight at a sufficient distance below the absolute ceiling of the plane to retain at all times enough maneuverability to make him master of the ship. But he was hard pressed by circumstances, and I realized that, unless the plane was further lightened, the final thrust might bring us perilously close to the end of our reserve. 41 "More," Bernt shouted. "Another bag." 42 McKinley shoved a second bag through the trapdoor, and this time we saw it hit the glacier, and scatter in a soundless explosion. Two hundred and fifty pounds of food--enough to feed four men for a month--lay strewn on the barren ice. 43 The sacrifice swung the scales. The plane literally rose with a jump, the engines dug in, and we soon showed a gain in altitude of anywhere from 300 to 400 feet. It was what we wanted. We should clear the pass with about 500 feet to spare. Balchen gave a shout of joy. It was just as well. We could dump no more food. There was nothing left to dump except McKinley's camera. I am sure that, had he been asked to put it overboard, he would have done so instantly; and I am equally sure he would have followed the precious instrument with his own body. 44 The next few minutes dragged. We moved at a speed of 77 nautical miles per hour through the pass, with the black walls of Nansen on our left. The wing gradually lifted above them. The floor of the plateau stretched in a white immensity to the south. We were over the dreaded "Hump" at last. The Pole lay dead ahead over the horizon, less than 300 miles away. It was then about 9:45 o'clock (I did not note the exact time. There were other things to think about). 45 Gaining the plateau, we studied the situation a moment and then shifted course to the southward. Nansen's enormous towering ridge, lipped by the plateau, shoved its heavily broken sides into the sky. A whole chain of mountains began to parade across the eastern horizon. How high they are I cannot say, but surely some of them must be around 14,000 feet, to stand so boldly above the rim of the 10,000 foot plateau. Peak on peak, ridge on ridge, draped in snow garments which brilliantly reflected the sun, they extended in a solid array to the southeast. But can one really say they ran in that direction? The lines of direction are so bent in this region that 150 miles farther on, even were they to continue in the same general straight line, they must run north of east. This is what happens near the Pole. 46 We laid our line of flight on the 171st meridian. 47 Our altitude was then between 10,500 and 11,000 feet. We were "riding" the engines, conscious of the fact that if one should fail we must come down. Once the starboard engine did sputter a bit, and Balchen nosed down while June rushed to the fuel valves. But it was nothing; to conserve fuel, Balchen had "leaned" the mixture too much. A quick adjustment corrected the fault; and, in a moment, the engine took up its steady rhythm. Moments like this one make a pioneering flight anything but dull; one moment everything is lovely, and the next is full of foreboding. 48 From time to time, June "spelled" Balchen at the controls, and Balchen would walk back to the cabin, flexing his cramped muscles. There was little thought of food for any of us--a beef sandwich, stiff as a board from frost, and tea and coffee from a thermos bottle. It was difficult to believe that two decades or so before the most resolute men who had ever attempted to carry a remote objective, Scott and Shackleton, had plodded over this same plateau, a few miles each day, with hunger, fierce, unrelenting hunger, stalking them every step of the way. 49 Between 11:30 and 12:30, the mountains to the eastward began to disappear, dropping imperceptibly out of view, one after another. Not long after 12:30, the whole range had retreated from vision, and the plateau met the horizon in an indefinite line. The mountains to the right had long since disappeared. 50 The air finally turned smooth. At 12:38, I shot the sun. It hung, a ball of fire, just beyond south to the east, 21° above the horizon. So it was quite low, and we stared it in the eye. The sight gave me an approximate line of latitude, which placed us very near our position as calculated by dead reckoning. That dead reckoning and astronomy should check so closely was very encouraging. The position line placed us at Lat. 89° 4 ½' S., or 55 ½ miles from the Pole. A short time later, we reached an altitude of 11,000 feet. According to Amundsen's records, the plateau, which had risen to 10,300 feet, descended here to 9,600 feet. We were, therefore, about 1,400 feet above the plateau. 51 So the Pole was actually in sight. But I could not yet spare it so much as a glance. Chronometers, drift indicators, and compasses are hard taskmasters. 52 Relieved by June, Balchen came aft and reported that visibility was not as good as it had been. Clouds were gathering on the horizon off the port bow, and a storm, Balchen thought, was in the air. A storm was the last thing we wanted to meet on the plateau on the way back. It would be difficult enough to pass the Queen Maud Range in bright sunlight; in thick weather, it would be suicidal. Conditions, however, were merely unpromising: not really bad, simply not good. If worse came to worst, we decided we could out-race the clouds to the mountains. 53 At six minutes after one, a sight of the sun put us a few miles ahead of our dead reckoning position. We were quite close now. At 1:14 Greenwich mean time, our calculations showed that we were at the Pole. 54 I opened the trapdoor and dropped over the calculated position of the Pole the small flag which was weighted with the stone from Bennett's grave. Stone and flag plunged down together. The flag had been advanced 1,500 miles farther south than it had ever been advanced by any American or American expedition. 55 For a few seconds, we stood over the spot where Amundsen had stood, December 14th, 1911, and where Scott had also stood, thirty-four days later, reading the note which Amundsen had left for him. In their honor, the flags of their countries were again carried over the Pole. There was nothing now to mark that scene: only a white desolation and solitude disturbed by the sound of our engines. The Pole lay in the center of a limitless plain. To the right, which is to say to the eastward, the horizon was covered with clouds. If mountains lay there, as some geologists believe, they were concealed, and we had no hint of them. 56 And that, in brief, is all there is to tell about the South Pole. One gets there, and that is about all there is for the telling. It is the effort to get there that counts. * * * * Sunday, Dec. 1 57 . . . Well, it's done. We have seen the Pole. McKinley, Balchen, and June have delivered the goods. They took the Pole in their stride, neatly, expeditiously, and undismayedly. If I had searched the world, I doubt if I could have found a better team. Theirs was the actual doing. But there is not a man in this camp who did not assist in the preparation for the flight. Whatever merit accrues to the accomplishment must be shared with them.