They all thought that I was cheering for my recent accomplishment, but in reality, I was panicking.
In the summer of 2015, my family had our boat repaired. We began to take it out nearly every weekend and it was a blast! We rode out on the Potomac River, and ate at seafood restaurants on the water. Eventually that got a bit exorbitant, so my dad proposed we try something new… knee boarding. I had never participated in anything like it before, but I am always open to new experiences. It did not take me long to get the hang of it, in fact, even my little sister could do it after a couple of tries!
One day, my dad decided to take out his old skis. I was ecstatic to try them! I attempted every weekend to stand up on the skis, but it was so challenging! I rummaged through the internet for videos and suggestions, but for some reason my body did not want to cooperate. Until one Saturday afternoon, when my luck changed.
We rode out to a calm area of water near Colonial Beach, …show more content…
When I surfaced, my neck pinched and I could barely move. Thankfully, I had a life jacket on. The pain was immense! I yelled for my parents, but they did not seem to notice I was in pain. As they got closer, my mom realized what was going on and dove in after me. My dad helped pull me onto the boat and we made our way to the nearest hospital. Luckily, it was only a sprain and a pinched nerve.
This accident helped to shape my character in many ways. I am now able to stay composed in stressful situations because I learned that panicking only made the circumstances worse. I also became very adventurous. Although learning to ski ended poorly, I still appreciated the experience. I have gone on to try several other amazing activities. I have swam with manatees, and even gone on helicopter rides. However, the most important thing I learned is to cherish your mistakes because you’ll never know where they’ll lead
At first, I followed the edge of our property line until I came to a little trail in the weeds that looked like it been made by a deer or another good-sized animal. It descended gently down the escarpment at first, but then I had to quicken my step as it became a little steeper, eventually taking me right down to the Genesee River. The river itself wasn’t as wide and as deep as I thought it would have been, and in spots it looked like you could cross without needing the aid of a bridge, the water perhaps coming up as high as my waist. But that was most likely because it was August and the heat wave we’d been experiencing had the area gripped in a drought. I had followed the river’s rocky shoreline for a little ways while listening
I’m on a mountain, I just overcame my first obstacle the chair lift. Which I thought would be harder than it was I miraculously didn’t fall or knock over the other skiers/snowboarders. I glanced back up at the gleaming mountain becoming easily distracted by the flawless stroke of every turn as the pros make their way down. I say quietly to myself “Isn’t this suppose to be a beginners hill?” They have gopros strapped to their helmets and are racing each other down.
Once we were all on the boat they told us we would first be tubing then slalom skiing. The owners of the boat told us that two people would go on the tube at a time. I was in the second group to go on the tube. When I first got on the tube, I thought “this is going to be great!” We stayed on the tube for about eleven minutes and were going about 40 miles per hour.
Water skiing is most certainly one of the most difficult sports I’ve ever participated in, nonetheless, where you get the hang of it, there is nothing more exhilarating. It’s a long process but when you follow the steps, a difficult task becomes much more simplified. It takes awhile to finally perfect it, but the end result is well worth the
We arrive at the Willamette River. The boats in the water and we have a difficult time trying to start it you can smell the very strong fumes from the exhaust of the boat as it's trying to start .We get the boat started and off we go for a little ride, it was time to go wakeboarding so I strapped on my boots and jumped in the water. The water was a little choppy so it would be difficult to ride it was around 11 am and the water was still a little cold and made me shiver. I was waiting in the water for a few minutes while they were getting the wake rope attached to the boat.
Two weeks before going to a Boy Scout camp, Camp Emerald Bay, in July of 2016 I had to complete the PADI prerequisites to be able to acquire my PADI scuba diver certificate. After flying down to California with my troop and my longtime friend, Brendan, we got to Camp Emerald Bay on Catalina Island. I have never really been that big into boy scouts I’ve only stayed with it for so long to obtain my Eagle Scout but I’ve always loved going to the summer camps every year. This year I was especially excited because it would be first time going scuba diving, also this wasn’t a normal boy scout camp for me as I didn’t have to stay in the same cabin as my troop which was really a blessing for me.
When I was fourteen years old I almost tore my anterior cruciate ligament (ACL) and had to have surgery for it. The following weeks I spent in a wheelchair, and then eventually I was on crutches. This challenge made me realize how much I take everyday life for granted, and gave me a perspective on how quickly something like that can take away your normal life. Trying to maintain my grades, my guitar lessons, and friendships was a struggle during this time because of my lack of mobility. However, through patience and hard work, I was able to recover somewhat quickly and have learned from the experience.
You never know how helpless you are until you have a near death experience. One summer, when I was young, my family and I went to a water park. I didn’t know how to swim, but thankfully the majority of the park required no swimming ability. For one of the rides, I wanted to get out of my tube and jump around, but once I climbed out, I immediately sunk to the bottom. I tried to kick back up and just as my legs gave in, a lifeguard climbed in and pulled me up.
It was a windy Saturday evening, and the sun was close to setting. My family and I had been on Galveston Island for about 20 minutes. When we made it to the hotel, we told that is would be another 45 minutes until our room was ready. Because of this we took a walk on a pier that was across the street. The pier extended out over the water and ended with a spot for fishing.
On the way to Brownsville, we made a pitstop at Galveston. We parked next to this beautiful, warm, sandy beach, and went on the Galveston Pier. My sister had just been dying to eat at Bubba Gump’s Shrimp, which I didn’t really think was that
I didn 't ever want to go back on that bike again but my brother encouraged me to do it so one day I grabbed the bike and I got on it and forgot all about the fact that the training wheels were off I rode it and I didn 't fall from that day on I rode my bike and I 'd fall here and there but I kept on doing it till I didn 't anymore if I 'd never gotten the courage to
Not fifteen feet into their trek back to the launch, the boat motor decided to quit running. This caused my father and Pawpaw John to start tearing the motor apart in the middle of the lake to try and fix the problem. After several hours they were able to get the motor running and make it safely back to the launch. The return trip home went smoothly and they were able to look back on the series of events that happened that day and laugh at their
Despite my sporting experience, I had never been any sort of skis before. I figured it could not be that hard. Sports, even new sports, came pretty naturally to me. One of the guys had been cross country skiing in the area before, and after we had all rented our gear, he drove us all out to the location.