Crraaasssshhhhh! Made the waves rolling against the boat. I was sinking and fast , putrid water entered my mouth making it hard to breath. I grabbed on for life on the sharp , hard , and rugged rocks. Everyone was floating around looking for fish and a maze, I was alone stuck in one place , not able to swim properly. My mom was on the other side and my dad was taking photos somewhere with Uncle. The rest of them refused to come in the water. I was trapped, holding on to the island for dear life wondering what I should do, no floaty or support .How did I end up here, well for that you’ll have to start from the beginning, in a place called Hawaii.
It was a bright morning and we supposedly left for an adventure, snorkeling. As soon as we reached
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It swelled making a crashing like sound. The blue and white crest of the waves rollered against the boat. My nose picked up the smell of chlorine. It was an incredible sight, one which you couldn’t find anywhere. Blue and green water clashed with the orange and yellow fish.
We stopped about an hour later. It was a horseshoe-shaped island, comparatively closer to a huge boulder. After having two strong men release the anchor, we put on the snorkeling gear. We headed out to the jumping point where some people took floaties, but I didn’t. After touching the water and feeling it, my best friends, her mom, and my brother bailed out and sat near the mast.
I jumped and for a split second stayed in the air doing somersaults, then later I felt the rush of water in my face. I broke out to the surface spraying water everywhere. It felt so good, the water all over my body swishing and swashing smoothly. I swam a few yards to fall upon Daddy and Uncle. They were taking photos and their bright pink floaties dragged through the water. A few seconds later, high tide. Blue, white, and green swirled together forming a waves that raised up way above me. I tried to swim, but even the effort was hopeless. It washed me away from everyone and up to close to the rocks on the
My family and I were on our way to Mille Lacs Lake, a very great walleye fishery. It was going to be perfect, a small breeze 70 and sunny a perfect day for fishing. Little did we know it was going to be rough. Beep, Beep, Beep, it was seven o'clock AM it was time to get up for fishing.
I walked over to the pool when I suddenly slipped and fell in the water. I was not a strong swimmer, and without an inner tube to help me I was even worse. I could feel myself slipping into the darkness, when a large splash happened next to me and something grabbed me from the water. I looked up and saw my dad, a hero.
Lake Ouachita Campground – The Way to Unification. There is so much beauty all around us to see, touch, and hear; it is a beauty of a hidden paradise, and it is filled with breath-taking landscapes, colorful flora, and sauna. Lake Ouachita campground is one of my favorite places to camp and enjoy the silence of the singing forest and majestic view of Ouachita Lake. Lake Ouachita campground is one of the premier campgrounds in the Ouachita National park, and it is nested in the Ouachita Mountains of Central Arkansas, just a short drive from the spa city of Hot Springs.
All is quiet in the beautiful ocean then you hear a scream then you look out into the ocean and the only thing you could see was a shark tail. Older Than Dinosaurs? Sharks have lived on the earth longer than you think for example, over three hundred years ago sharks roamed in waters, that is one hundred million years before dinosaurs roamed the earth!
It was a cool day in the Poconos Mountains, we had made a reservation to go white water rafting. The next morning we had to wake up extra early to eat breakfast so we weren’t late for our trip. When my parents said, “were going white water rafting” I thought we were going straight down to the river , but of course it wasn’t. When we got there we each had to fill out papers clearly stating our medical information but, of course my parents had to sign too. Once everything had been signed we had to wait about thirty minutes for everyone else to get there.
As I throw the ball into the gushing waves Halem runs after it barking and wagging his tail. When he returns to the safe shore he places the ball down and shakes the salty water all over me. Whilst laughing I grab the ball and go and sit on the sand dunes watching him run circles around other dogs and watching the sun reflect a pastel orange upon the ocean remembering the first time I saw the sunset at Cabarita beach, nearly two years ago. After I travelled for 4 hours I decided to make a pit stop at the beach to stretch my legs before I went to find my hotel for the night.
A Pulchritudinous Paradise in the Pacific Imagine wind whipping around your face as you look down at the ground. You're so high in the sky that it’s almost as if you could extend your arm and touch the clouds. You look up, and see a burst of thousands of colors streaking across the sky. Rosey pink, dark purple, magenta, and so many other shades of colors, it’s hard to picture.
The research team went off and did there thing, so I was left to my own to explore. The moment I got down the reef my heart sank. Everything was just white and lifeless, the complete opposite of what I had seen before. The underwater city that used to be there was gone, instead it was like a massive ghost town. All the colorful corals that once blew my mind away were dead.
Next I hear the roar of the engine and we slowly started going, the boat proceeded to go faster and faster. As the boat turned the tube went out of the middle over the wake to the outside, the waves were pretty large and I caught some air and hit my head against the tube a few times. When Russ turned my body slipped backwards toward the back of the tube where my feet were in the water, I was able to use my knee to advance myself upward on the tube some to where my original position was. After a little while longer Russ slowed the boat to a stop, it was now Pipers turn and she did well at it
Smooth, oval rocks lined the bank of the secretive lake. Discarded and neglected; overlaid with spongy moss and choked by fallen, decaying leaves from the unclothed and withering trees above. As the lake swelled around the ashen boulders, icy, black water lifelessly lapped against the long, thin beams of wood holding up a rickety pier. The structure was covered in splinters and ragged, iron nails, and as it reached out into the centre of the sombre lake, it became more and more distant. Half-cut beams lined the sides of the pier, as nettle patches hissed from the shore when the water drew too near.
We fell and then we felt the cool splash of water hit us. It was so fun! We did about 20 more times after that and my parent had to force us to come back to the boat so we could go home. We crashed again when we got home dreaming about the bigger cliffs we could find
I sprinted across the rocky sand, serrated shells cutting my exposed feet, tiny rivers of blood trickling down my bare feet and off onto the stupid sand. The sun was beating down, sending powerful rays of light onto my burnt, evident back, the sweat glistening as it droped of me, my shorts clinging to my body from the sticky sweat, my heart beating rapidly, long hair housing my eyes and me huffing and puffing like I was the big bad wolf blowing down the worthless pigs house’s. I could see the end of the polluted beach, rubbish ran past from the strong gusts of painful wind. The choppy waves were crashing down, sending white foam everywhere. The vigorous current pulled the rubbish out to deep sea where the pirate ships use to sail and there
The ocean looked like an enormous pool of wonder. It was exceptionally blue that day with a slight green undertone. The surface looked as though it was covered with millions of diamonds crashing with the waves and kissing the sand. I remember the sand in between my feet, like standing on a coarse cloud that I could just seep into. The water teasing my toes and running back into hiding.
“What a great day for a boat ride,” I thought to myself. It is a cozy warm, shorts and short sleeve shirt day at the time that people are arriving onto the big bulky catamaran. The sky is light blue with some dainty see-through clouds and a slight warm western breeze. I am located on one of the tropical islands of Hawaii, Kauai. The glossy white surface of the boat is blinding because of the reflection from the early evening sun.
I pulled back and had the fish hooked. I knew it had to be a big fish because it was hard to reel in. After about 25 or 30 minutes the fish was almost at the doc. Then I started to pull it out of the water and that’s when I realized it was a shark. The shark was about two feet long and weighed 45 pounds.