Shell Lake Descriptive Writing

Built in 1964, a 360 surface area reservoir lies near the base of the Grand Hogback, nine miles North of Rifle. The clear water of Rifle Gap reservoir provides excellent fishing, boating, sup, jet skiing, water skiing, and swimming for its visitors. I was lucky enough to talk to a lady ranger who graduated from Adams State University. I asked her what the biggest risk at Harvey Gap and Rifle Gap were and without any hesitation, she responded “Boating”.

Unit EDC131 It was just a typical family day out at the beach like so many other Sunday, after our usual picnic lunch at the beach, everyone went about their own activities. My husband was fishing while our children played in the shallow end of the water. I was reading a novel; but somehow, I simply could not concentrate on my book; which is a rare occurrence for me. It seemed my sensory organs were especially attuned to the surrounding that day.

Andy Poon Ms. Gothelf AP Language and Composition 23 November 2016 In paragraph 5 of E.B. White’s “Once More to the Lake”, White is going fishing with his son at the lake. As they are fishing, he notices that the lake’s setting is practically identical to when White was fishing as a child. White is forgetting that he is now the adult and no longer the child.

One sweltering, stifling hot afternoon in July, I had the immense privilege of participating in Share-the-Lake Day as one of my first volunteer events being a member of the National Honor Society. Share-the-Lake Day is an annual sponsored event that offers nursing home inhabitants an outdoor lunch and a day out on the lake. I have always enjoyed spending time with elderly people because I find their wisdom and experience to be incredibly intriguing and fascinating. I loved listening to their stories of which they were extremely content to share. To see their eyes dance as they recounted a fond memory from their youth or witness their excitement when I mentioned various thoughts of mine that reminded them of a favorite family member or close

The lake, shaped like an ox-bow was once a riverbed of the Mississippi River. Eventually, the railroad stop adopted the name “Horn Lake.” The community surrounding the stop, developed store, built shops, and opened a post office. Today, the town of Horn Lake is every bit as dynamic as it was in times past.

I usually always hunt public land and most have lakes around them so I use a jon boat to access the turkeys. The flashlight method works great and I have used it during all times of the day and it will get a gobble when other calls won

“When nature calls you, answer.” Ever since I was very young, nature has always called me to enjoy her peaceful benefits. Growing up on a lake, I was fortunate to be on the doorstep of so many sights and sounds of the wild. When I turned twelve, I experienced duck hunting for the first time. There is something so calming about listening to the birds chirping at first light and hearing the many voices of the eager wood ducks getting ready to fly.

I will never forget that encounter the intense sun, the endless horizon, the infinite shades of blue that dissolved any boundary between sky and trees. The views were like swimming into a kaleidoscope, deceptively plain "Lake Winaukee" sign on the outside, but a show of colors on the inside, waiting to shock and, mesmerize me. Those colors! Sails on the horizon covered the lake; streaks of sunlight illuminated them, the swaying wildlife creating a dance of rhythm. Beautiful, preserved life synchronizing every movement with the camp sight creating one living entity.

What To Expect: There is something inherently pleasing about Penguins. Our tuxedo clad flappers of the animal kingdom. Yet I can’t seem to put my hand on it. They have the ability to turn adult and child alike into helpless bundles of joy admiring their ‘cuteness’. They also have the ability to make a 28 year old endure 90 minutes in a theatre crammed with 150 screaming children without suffering a nervous breakdown, in 3D.

Looking over my shoulder, suddenly I was pulled by amazement; The hills were full of luscious greenery and the clouds were a beautiful color pink and blue. There lived animals that I had never seen before! Different types of birds in an array of shapes, sizes and colors danced above me while Fishes splashing in the open lake, I kept walking and realized the floor was made of cloud! It looked astounding; isn’t walking on clouds everyone’s dream?

Imagine Dragons came together at the end of the runway and bowed to the crowd. I didn’t want this night to ever end. I made a promise to Cindy and Leng that we would see them again the next time they came to the city of

I check my phone, aghast to see that it is already nine. I wolf down a thickly buttered bagel and in no time we are on the water. Uncle Vinney is the captain of the boat and an avid fisherman. “Look at the size of this one,” is his classic line as he opens his phone and slides though the pictures of recent fish that he’s caught. “Ka-plunk”.

After leaving Rock Creek, we had to follow the Platte River and travel the rest of the way to Fort Kearney. I felt a cold gust of wind coming from the North and little droplets of water slowly fell down. The wagon had no damage until the rain fell harder and harder. Our only wagon cover was soaking wet and water was dripping down into the wagon ruining all of our belongings. A very strong wind blew towards our direction and slightly tilted all of our wagons.

I originally thought spending thirty minutes outside alone without any technology, friends, or distractions was going to be extremely difficult for me. I do not consider myself an outdoor kind of person. So when I first read the assignment I did not really want to do it. I decided since I had to do this I would go some place that is really nice in hope that it would make it easier for me to tolerate being there. I went to Lake Wauberg here at the University of Florida.