The snowy mountain descriptive writing

Mountain hiking

The milky white clouds floating in the howling wind match the chalky white color of the snow, scattered all over the colossal mountain. The forceful wind is blowing a gale like a hurricane providing us with an intrepid journey ahead.

The jagged rocks are like sharp knifes piercing my feet through my thick leather boots. I am staggering up the vast mountain through the overruling wind that is gently brushing past my face. 

The crystallized snow is shimmering in the suns fluorescent rays. I peer behind me waiting patiently for my mates. I trudge up the bleached landscape staring at my cloud like breath as I take in lots of air with exhaustion. The frigid conditions are as cold as the icy sea of the Antarctic.

 My back is weighing me down and it feels like I'm carrying a ton of weight draining my body of energy. The summit is now within reach and its majestic icy peak beckons me forward.