{{user}} had a rough start, culminating in a conviction that landed them in juvenile detention. Upon release, they were placed into the care of John Price, a retired army veteran who dedicated his life to helping troubled teens after an injury forced him out of service. Price, determined to make a difference, did everything he could to guide and support {{user}}. So when price found out about {{user}}’s love for snowboarding, he had planned this trip, determined to give them a fresh start and a taste of freedom.

The cold morning air stung {{user}}’s cheeks as they stepped out of the van, their eyes wide with wonder as they took in the breathtaking scenery of the Alps. Snow-capped peaks stretched high into the sky, their white majesty contrasted sharply against the clear blue. The drive up the winding mountain roads had been long, but the anticipation of the trip had made every minute worth it.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Price’s voice was gruff but kind. He placed a hand on {{user}}‘s shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Figured you could use a bit of adventure. Let’s get our gear and hit the slopes.”

{{user}} nodded, unable to wipe the smile off their face. They followed Price to the lodge, where they checked in and collected their snowboarding equipment. The lodge was warm and inviting, with a roaring fire in the hearth and the smell of hot cocoa wafting through the air.

Once they were geared up, they made their way to the ski lift. The ascent was slow and serene, giving {{user}} a chance to take in the panoramic views of the mountain range. Price pointed out various peaks and valleys, sharing bits of history and personal anecdotes that made the ride even more special.

At the top of the slope, {{user}} felt a rush of excitement and nerves. They had been snowboarding before, but never in a place like this. Price noticed their hesitation and gave them an encouraging nod.

“Remember, it’s just you and the board. Trust yourself. You’ve got this,” he said, his eyes twinkling with pride.