Creative Writing: Pokagon State Park

When I crossed by the snow covered sign that read “Welcome to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness National Park” and looked at what surrounded me, I was beside myself. I didn’t know that trees could ever be so beautiful. The towering trees were the perfect shade of dark emerald green, and the way the snow piled on them looked like painting. I thought I was living a fairytale. It was the most beautiful sight I have ever laid eyes on.

Later, on the next part of my journey, I went to Pigeon Forge. Pigeon Forge a popular place for fun in this giant National Park. Pigeon forge is quite popular, and to me, it must be that the Smoky Mountains are the most visited National Park. Many people who walked by me gave me strange looks, as if I was some sort of alien to them. Of course, my clothes were quite dirty, and I did have a gashing scar on my right leg. The most painful is the feeling of loneliness that aches in every bone of my body.

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order. This quote by John Burroughs describes my diversion, outdoors. The outdoors is a place to free myself of all of my stresses and step away from urban living. The activities that I am participating in do not matter, as long as it is a new experience. Whether it is volunteering, trying a new restaurant, or simply going to the park, I appreciate the open-air on a beautiful sunny day. At the FSU reservation I would be able to swim in Lake Bradford on the hot days or rock climbing on the wall available on the site to destress or just to enjoy or a short getaway. Being outdoors also presents me with the opportunity to partake in the simple aspects of life that I would normally take for granted and take notice of the condition of my community.

The well known Grand Canyon wasn’t always grand. About 6 millions years ago there live a princess called Artemis, she loved a lot of things like hunting, wilderness, and animals. Her kingdom was located in the territory now called, Arizona. She always had her trusty bow and arrow everywhere she went. She hunted so much that she would bring extra animals to feed the poor. But her father didn’t like that, he was selfish and forbade her to feed the poor anymore. He wanted her daughter to be normal, like wear dresses, have proper manners, and be quiet like every princess should be. She didn’t like that, her passion was to hunt, and possibly become a warrior with her true love. The fault with that dream she had no true love.

There are many alluring opportunities to witness nature, such as local trails and protected woods, but even a peaceful park or a backyard pond can produce such a feeling. As for me, I enjoy hiking the Appalachian Trail, the longest national park and a 2,200 mile stretch of elegant woodlands. From the summer of 2013, my father and I have established a tradition of taking two or three days to hike twenty mile sections of the trail. Though hiking the whole trail is unrealistic, the trips are most significant to me as a chance to hike, forgetting about homework, extracurricular activities, and other stressors. Admittedly, I am always reluctant to believe that climbing up rocky mountains with a twenty-five pound backpack will is a form of relief, but somehow, it always is. We typically sleep in hammocks, which allows

Grand Teton National Park is wonderful to visit any time of year, but Fall is my favorite. Autumn brings many wonderful things to the Tetons, but one thing it takes away are the large crowds of summer. Whew!

The driver, Cecilia Blair, of vehicle 1 was traveling north through the intersection of N. State St. and Flint St. when she had a collision with vehicle 2. The driver, Jacqueline Muir, of vehicle 2 was heading west on Flint St. when she was struck by vehicle 1.

It could be at Lake Minatare or even taking a walk down the Monument Pathway. I prefer the Wildcats because of the annoying wind everyone in the panhandle hates. It not only drowns out the sounds around me but because the sounds around me are gone my thoughts start to disappear. I suffer from Anxiety and Depression and when things start to get out of hand for me and my coping mechanisms are no longer working this is where anyone can find me. I prefer to physically hike through the Hills to find a place within to recollect myself and my thoughts. Though many choose to relax in other ways this has best help me. It also has helped me explore and discover parts of the Hills that I wasn’t aware were there. There is more to see than most people think there is at the

I look up from my phone after the clock turns from 11:59 pm to 12:00 am and gaze upon Honey Pot Lake as it mirrors the pink and gold clouds illuminated by the setting sun’s rays as they bend over earth's curvature. I take in the beauty of the sunset and await the soon to come sunrise. As i, for the last time, experience the beauty of the pristine nature that bethel alaska has to offer, turn my head towards my adjacent friend and proclaim in a gloomy yet glad tone, “I never want to leave this place.” My experiences in bethel alaska from my two school immersion trips truly formed who I am today.

Here is the thing, as great as Victoria Bryant National Park sounds; in reality it is not as great as it sounds. To start off with, there is a five dollar charge just to park your car in the park and there is a pet fee to have a pet on the property. The small muddy creek that feels like its 78 degrees, flows through the park and happens to be poorly maintained, as well as any of the trials. Rotten tree trunks, big rough rocks, and tree roots that stick out like a sore thumb, take over the trails, not giving anyone the opportunity to enjoy the wildlife. Instead everyone will be paying attention to their feet and praying no one falls over. If grilling out is an activity planned for the day, then do not waste the time. The grills are not maintained

In our brochure, the Mount Willard trail’s level read moderate and Jason glanced up from the page and offered a warning.

As we neared Grand Tetons National Park in Wyoming, we beheld the majesty of the mountains with snow interspersed between jagged protrusions of rock . We pulled into our camping spot about a half hour later, with an assortment of spectacular pictures with gorgeous mountain backgrounds. I sprung out of the car to observe our beautiful campsite.

Ohiopyle is the perfect place to take in beautiful scenery, have fun, and de-stress. Everywhere you turn looks like a picture from a post card. Long, rustic bridges allow you to admire the picturesque waterfalls. Tree lined hiking trails offer the most gorgeous of views and make a great backdrop for photography. Ohiopyle looks gorgeous during every season, but autumn is extra special. There are few things more breathtaking than miles upon miles of crimson leaves. There are endless ways to have fun while wandering around this state park. You can kayak the rapid waters or take in the view by bicycle. A vigorous hike can be rewarded with a dip into the cool, mountain water, and a bite to eat at one of the local restaurants. Even just a leisurely

Every year my family goes camping at the palisades, we tell stories, and jokes and sit around the campfire in the mornings. Then we go 4-wheeling, there is nothing like looking out through your goggles and seeing a blue sky and mountains, and that fresh smell of forest is amazing. I can't imagine this being taken away from me, if we don't start to combat the silence then I will have limited memories in the wilderness. If WSA (wyoming studie areas) specialist take this away my kids and future generations I will not be able to enjoy the same things I did growing up, and I don't want that to happen. Take a second to imagine Jackson Hole, Wyoming with out hiking, biking, snowmobiling, cutting down a Christmas tree, 4-wheeling, and fishing. This is a very big possibility if we let WSA take this land from us, we CANNOT let this happen.

As I sit here, on the hood of my car looking out into the vast field I think to myself, why this place? Out of all the places that mean so much to me, why does this place stand out the most? Everyone has that one spot that is special to him or her for various reasons whether it be a memory, experience, how it makes them feel, etc. For me, my favorite place encompasses all my senses bringing them to an all time high filling me with an overwhelming indescribable feeling. It’s my sanctuary, a safe place, but above all a place to clear my mind and getaway from reality. There aren’t enough captivating words to describe the beauty of this place. In the winter, the vast field covered in a blanket of untouched glimmering snow surrounded by bare