A Descriptive Experience : The Experience Of My Colorado Experience

Waving goodbye from the backseat of the car, as we pull out of my parent’s driveway. Looking out the window at the oddly, white shaped clouds. Thinking, I had never been away from my parents and my younger sister for so long, even though it was only for two weeks. I was excited and scared all at once, but I wasn’t too thrilled about the whole 29-hour drive there. Hoping that the trip would go well and nothing bad will happen to us.

I was living in West Virginia I was there studying. West Virginia is known for its beautiful mountains and views. Thousands of people come from all over the world to experience the beauty of West Virginia. A couple friends and myself decided to go Hiking near Blackwater Falls State park which is around two hours from where I lived. I was very excited as I have never been hiking before.there was six of us all together and we decided to go on July tenth.

The mountains were tall (11,000 feet +) and covered with bright powdery snow. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. I was eager to set-up camp and prepare for our nine day hunt. But, Dad said that we had to drive around and check out all the good places, just to make sure that we were in

Imagine yourself on a road trip to a place where the weather is different and the places are new to you. In a place where you only know family and no one else. A feeling like no other, that’s what I felt, knowing I was going to live in this new place.

I grew up in a city named Colorado City, TX – the city is located in Central West Texas. I had a really good friend, that I became best friends with, named Daniel. We went riding our bikes everywhere around this little town, scraping our knees on concrete and crashing our bikes on practically everything (since there was practically nothing to do in this town – this was before the 3M Palace Theatre was reopened).

This is my story when I moved to colorado and when I moved again and what I felt when we moved and the second story Is when I moved to a different neighborhood and school so enjoy.

At the age of 27, I had an epiphany; For my entire adult life, I had not been truly living. After careful consideration of solutions, seemingly endless nights of research, and thorough preparation, my decision was to uproot myself and move from Virginia to Colorado. In the three years that I lived there I learned many things about myself and my surroundings. I discovered the most beautiful and amazing nature scenes and had some exciting adventures. The daily sunshine and glorious views always brought a smile to my face and lifted my spirits. If I ever woke up not feeling great, all I had to do was take a step outside. There, my energy levels soared as I hiked my days away and enjoyed peace in the mountains, at the parks, and by the lakes and

The year was 1999 when we moved to Colorado from New Mexico. I was just a year old. My father recalls searching restlessly day and night to help support me and my mother. Coming to a new state was difficult; moving from basement to basement was their only option. Fortunately, a little after our arrival, my father found a job working construction and we were able to get a small apartment.Although small, it was still fulfilling in every way. Money was scarce at the time, as well as food. As he talks, he mentions a weekend night when he and I were spending some time together in the living room. I was a year old, and I was hungry. I decided to go to the kitchen and find some milk. When I made it to the kitchen, I opened the fridge. My father says,

Colorado, known for the Rocky Mountains, is a gorgeous place to be. The rectangular state rich with wildlife, covers 104,185 square miles. In the black timber, it is dark and silent, not a sound to be heard. The thick pine trees block out most of the sunlight, only to see about seventy-five yards. The terrain is brutal, almost straight up and down, but the elk love it because it is a challenge for hunters to see them. As I walk my favorite ridgeline in the black timber, I watch for the slightest movement and listen for the smallest crack. Watching thirteen-lined ground squirrels run around and chase each other can be humorous when they fall down from trees. My adrenaline pumps and heart races at a million miles per hour as I wait patiently

Throughout the years, my family and I all wake up just as the sun rises like baby birds seeing light for the first time as they climb out of there cracked shells. My father pulls my two sleepy siblings out from the comfort of their beds and they stumble out to the kitchen still in pajamas led by the sents of sizzling bacon and warm butter filled toast. After breakfast, we all help pack all our belongings in the back of our blue SUV and all jump in. We set off on our adventure to beautiful Carroll County during this cold and crazy November morning. Once we reach close to our destination you look out of the car window at all the beautiful sights just as it was mistaken as a mirage in the hot desert sun. As you drive through the small town of Westminster in the hill tops of northern Maryland you will see acres of autumn leaves on trees as you would in a famous painting. It is a breathtaking view. Classic rustic red barns flood each side of the long stretch of roads and horses run free in the fields like wind blowing briskly off the ocean shore. The location is very different from the beach town where I live. You can smell the fresh air from the change in elevation instead of salty beach air I am so used to. Feeling of almost being on a rollarcoaster-like ride, when you are really just going down a small hill a short distance away from my

A few years ago, I visited Colorado. I went camping and whitewater rafting on the Arkansas river. I was so amazed by the beauty of it all. When I left it was pretty sad, but I knew I'd have to come back somehow. During my junior year in high-school, our class was prompted by our counselor, Melissa Kuhlmann, to begin looking for colleges and/or universities to attend. I put if off for a while until the thought finally crept back into my head, so I looked for colleges in Colorado. I saw a few, but nothing stood out too much to me. Western State Colorado University was the final university of many that I found myself coming back to. The location and the gorgeous mountains were amazing as well. The academics astounded me, I was thrilled to see

My best moment was when I went to Colorado. The reason why I went there was to see Steven. Me and Steven have, been best friends since we were born. His name was supposed to be Bradley but my mom named me that. Since she named me that his middle name is Bradley.

One day we went we went cycling, and we would get in the cable car with our bikes and head to top of the mountain and cycle our way down. This was done once a week, the first time I did it, I didn’t notice a rock and it shock off my balance and I fell on the road which was full of these tiny rocks that just scraped my face. When I got up my face was bloody because of the rocks. Then I spent the rest of the day at the camp. We also went to the water park every 2 weeks which was the best part because I never went to a water park before, and for me experiencing it for the first time was

The drive was a long waiting game, and the destination was highly anticipated. The closer we got, the more anxious and restless we became. Sitting in the car for so long drove me bonkers. Eventually, we had arrived in the cities. There were buildings that soared higher than any you would see around Pequot. What a sight! Haylee and I were excited to see all the big

I, of course, had never been given a decision so great nor an opportunity so bold. Seeing that my mouth was stuck in a half opened semi-circle expression, he finally picked a place for me as I was too paralyzed to make my lips move. His words, by far, were much sweeter than any of mine could ever be. In a stern, proud voice, he trumpeted, “Let’s go fly fishing in the Colorado River.” Not sure of what region he meant, my father pointed out on the map The Grand Canyon. I was beside myself with unkempt joy. Of course, the location, by itself was only half of the excitement. My father later elaborated further into details of the trip. He told me we would be camping on the river’s shore for an entire week. Nothing could have prepared me for this journey’s unaltered beauty.