Descriptive Essay : My Favorite Place To Folly Beach

The beach is still. What once was golden with colour and joy, now lies dull colourless and blind. Waves crashing onto the moiled sand as the taste of sand over wheals my mouth. Not a body to be seen across the vast graveyard, the colour of grey drags in the air caving in on my every breath. While the only source of light comes from the moons reflection on the water. Playground swings sway hauntingly alone, not a bike or a skateboard anywhere nor a crack of laughter or a pep of moan. The smell of Fish and Chips has disappeared and so has the sight of crowds cheering the skateboards on. The sound of the ocean makes the atmosphere feel abandoned, dark, alarming but relaxed. Seaweed heads and shells lay undisturbed among the sand

On the morning of June 17, 2016, I woke up with a smile on my face like it was Christmas morning. I launched myself out of bed to take a quick shower before I was to meet my friends to leave for Daytona Florida. We planned this trip months ahead of time when we found out there was a truck meet on the weekend of June 18th and 19th. The truck meet we went to was where anyone who owned a pickup truck could come down to Daytona Florida and drive on the beach to get to mingle and entertain one another for the weekend. We met at a local gas station in Morgantown Kentucky at eight that morning. There was eleven of us total going on the trip, my father, Robbie Henderson, my friend Seth Gaskey and his father, Jimmy Gaskey, my

So Fernanda jumped and “pencil dived” to grab Roene, and it worked! But when Fernanda was grabbing Roene, she dropped the rope and hatchet. When Nathan and I were landing in the water, we had to loosen the chest strap before we landed. Once we landed we had to take it off carefully and let the parachute sink. Roene and Fernanda wanted to save the parachute, for supplies. So before they hit the water, Fernanda dropped Roene into the water, Roene swam away a little. While Fernanda was still in the air she loosened the chest strap and when she landed she took it off. Meanwhile, Roene quickly grabbed the parachute and successfully saved it. We swam towards each other while Nathan inflated the dinghy. We were about a three-minute swim away from each other, but there were some pretty big waves. When we noticed that there were sharks! While the rest of us were panicking, Fernanda discovered that they were whale sharks! She told us that whale sharks don’t eat humans! We were so relieved. While we were paddling to shore, Roene hit Nathan in the head with her oar! Nathan got a concussion, but he was okay since he just lay on the bottom of the dinghy. We were a six-hour paddle

It was a beautiful sunny day and my family and I were driving on the expressway. We were in my Dad’s blue truck with the fifth wheel behind us. We had the windows down in the amazing 80 degree weather. We were around our exit, Myrtle Beach! I was so excited for the trip and couldn’t wait to put my foot in the blue, cold, salt water. After the like 15 hour drive we had just suffered through I was expecting a pretty great trip.

There is a towing company in central florida that does something similar on the beach boardwalks, they put the signs up facing AWAY from the lot so you can't see them until you actually get out of your car and go to the beach, and they will have an employee in plain clothes and a binocolar calling the towing truck so by the time you go to move your car, it's already loaded up and there's "nothing they can do" so you have to pay hundreds of dollars to get your car back. It's basically extortion, its terrible.

“Today nearly 40% of shark species are threatened with extinction.” (7) Bethany Hamilton was a 13 year old girl, who loved to surf. She lived in Kauai, Hawaii. Bethany was winning major amateur surf contests by her 10th birthday. One day she was on her surf board, a 15-foot tiger shark was stalking her. The shark then attacked her. Bethany was calm when it happened. The shark took off her whole arm in one bite. Despite the devastating shark attack, Bethany Hamilton showed great resilience in achieving her surfing dream.

Have you ever been attacked by a shark before? If you haven’t here is a story of a young teen named Bethany Hamilton who got attacked back in October in 2003. Bethany Hamilton was a very smart girl who loved to surf whenever she had a chance. “As Bethany floated happily on her board, a 15 foot long tiger shark, one of the deadliest predators in the ocean was stalking her”. She didn’t see the shark while she was surfing. That’s when she was attacked by the shark. Bethany Hamilton showed great resilience in overcoming the shark attack to achieve her surfing dreams.

Have you ever been on vacation and was scared to go into the ocean because of sharks? Since many people are unaware of the potential danger of the ocean, they would be enlightened to know about the deadliest sharks, ways to prevent attacks and even about Bethany Hamilton’s horrific story!

One of human’s biggest fears when going to the beach is being attacked by a shark. Researchers have been trying to discover new ways to stop the sharks from getting too close to the beaches. KwaZulu-Natal has discovered a plan to help. In addition, Eric Stroud has come up with a plan to prevent shark attacks. You could consider sharks as predators, yet with further exploration sharks are also victims of human.

There are over 100 million sharks in the world, and around 440 known species of sharks. Some sharks are harmless, but there are some types of sharks that are known for attacking and sometimes killing humans. Because of this, many people are terrified of sharks and when they go to the beach they don’t even want to get into the water. Are people actually even in danger of being killed by a shark? In this research paper I will be talking about that. Where do shark attacks happen? How often do shark attacks actually happen? What kinds of sharks are the most dangerous? What do you do if you’re being attacked by a shark? How do we prevent shark attacks from occuring? I will also be including new types of technology that could save people from future

Fast forward about 30 minutes, the waves went from around 2 foot waves to about 6 foot waves. I was so glad that we were in a bigger boat. The captain then came down to explain how we were going to enter the water. Sense it was so choppy we had to all go in a line on the captain's order. He would say “ Divers on my mark, 1...2...3… Dive! Dive! Dive!” then you would enter then you would enter the water holding your mask and regulator. The dive site was about 5 minutes away and i was feeling super queasy. This was not a good sign, i had all of my gear strapped onto my back. I sat there thinking the same thought over and over again, Dont Puke Dont Puke Dont Puke. I could feel the vomit coming up from my stomach slowly but surely it would be here. Then I heard the captain tell us to get into our lines. I was second behind some guy from texas, he and his husband were here on vacation. I told him that i was feeling really nauseous and that i would let him know if i was about to throw up. He gave me just a slight nod. Then and there i felt it coming up, i was prepared and ready for it though. I tapped the texas guy on the shoulder and he moved out

I walked along the beach. As I was walking I could feel the fresh smell of the beach like it was an air freshener but it also smelled that gave me a tingle in my nose. As I kept walking along the beach I could feel the light breeze coming against me. This fresh air felt warm as I felt like I was sleeping in a comfortable bed. I kept walking in the beach, as I did it felt like an escape to all my problems and also my stress. Beach felt like a solution to all my problems and could be open with anything.

Since the government has sent us the notice that they are going to take my grandma’s studio back and rent it to someone else, I am here to collect and pack up the stuffs. It has been a year since the last time I came to my grandmother’s studio. It is a tiny, tiny studio, probably no larger than 250 sq fts. I inserted my key to the old, rusty lock, it made a noise like it has been a century since the last time it was opened. When I opened the door, the first thing I saw was a big, old, black and white photo of my late grandfather hanging on the wall. Right next to the photo, there is a wooden bunk beds which covered up a quarter of the studio, which is always ready for me to stay. A white desk stands against the wall between the bed and TV cabinet, which served as both her dining table and my homework corner. Even though it has been a year since the last person stepped into this place, everything are still well organised and clean -- nothing are dusty. My grandmother spent the last few years of her life in this tiny studio, with a lot of joyful memory for our family. It is always my favourite place.

As a child, people will always remember certain destinations that stick with them that made a good impression. I have a place that not only made a good impression, it changed me. It made me think off all the things in life people take for granted; places, people, activates. This place brought all though special things in life to one place where I can enjoy them all at the same time. The Oregon coast. Traveling there, as a kid was always special. Waking up early in the morning and driving the long trip there, going through forests, valleys, and cities.

The warm breeze of the ocean air flies past my face. The heat of the yellow sun was sizzling, beating down against my skin, tanning and burning it within seconds. Beach goers were crowded around in all directions. Seagulls gliding past the groups of people, scouting for dropped or forgotten food to eat. Their little footprints marking a trail in the sand all over the place, going in a million different directions, searching for their next meal. I take in the exquisiteness of it all, the blue-green waves crashing into the sandy shore, making white foam and bubbles wash into the sea, little boys and girls that are digging in the bright white sand running away from the small waves before they get wet. The beach is a stunning place to be; there's just something about the ocean waves and the sand between my toes that makes me just want to stay there forever.