Descriptive Essay On The Beach

Sitting on my board with my feet in the sand, I look out at the ocean and take in the smell of the salty air that has always reminded me of home. What I’d do to have Pops here, giving me some guidance. Memphis ears perk up and his head cocks to the side, as her voice calls out to us, “A surfing cowboy, now I’ve seen everything!” She

I need to blend back into the sea before the female on the cliff makes her way to the beach. I move back into the water with my newest victim over my shoulder. The blond female over my shoulder is now quiet and hanging limply after my fist connected to her face, the wailing

She looked up at one of the biggest waves and just sighed at the look of it. "Yeah, Dad, we practiced all right... At lower tides.". She picked up her board (Which seemed heavier from all the anxiety) and lunged into the stampeding ocean. She spat out some salty water that had entered her mouth and began to paddle deeper into the vast sea. Her eyes launched side-to-side as she'd learned to use great caution while doing this. She searched for a couple of minutes before seeing the perfect wave. She turned her board around and began to push her surfboard rapidly forward. The wave picked her board up and before she knew it, she was above it. Amber carefully got up and stood on the board as the tide slowly decreased in height. Her confidence was boosted, As though she felt like she was on top of the world! Amber felt the warm breeze of air brush through her face as she smiled with delight. However, this feeling will not last long. Soon after this happened, Amber placed her foot on the wrong spot and slipped into the iciness bellow her. Amber began to panic and she now bloodshot eyes was trying to look for a way back up.

He splashed me and laughed while passing over the shallow water of the sandbar. As he jumped off reaching for the sandy bottom, he submerged into the deep water on the backside of the sandbar. Time was passing and still no sign of him, I realized he was in trouble. I yelled to shore and then dove into the depths of the murky turbulence. I made it to the bottom and swam with the current until I felt my grandfather’s body, which was tied to the bottom by the current. I grasped my grandfather with all my strength and swam perpendicular to the current. We surfaced in the calm, his face bluish and

“What the?” I thought to myself. I shook my head and began to swim back up, just then I felt someone grab my ankle, I let out a small yelp and attempted to kick at whatever was holding onto me. I kicked what ever hit me as hard as possible, finally making it let go of me. I swam up as fast as possible to the surface. As soon as I resurfaced, someone popped up next to me, “Millard! You jerk!” I shouted as I splashed him angrily. He blocked his face, “I’m sorry!” He shouted as I kept splashing

decides to go for a swim. We get a shot from underneath the water with

I’m only 5’2, and the first plank was far out of my reach. I struggled desperately, wanting to prove that I was just as brave as my cousins, but I finally agreed to let Bailey try. She easily reached the first step, but I could see her trembling and whether it was from cold or fear, I couldn’t tell. She hesitantly climbed the tree, plank after plank, until she reached the top. She gripped the surrounding branches and she tried to make up her mind to jump. I knew she was playing out all the possible scenarios in her mind: What if she jumped on a branch hidden beneath the surface of the water? What if her life jacket got caught on a branch while she fell? What if she landed on her stomach and inhaled a bunch of water? It took a great deal of convincing to get her to step off the narrow platform and into the water, and when she did, she screamed the whole way

I put on my shoes, grab my surfboard, and jump in the car. It was still very early in the morning the sun was still behind the clouds and the wind made me shiver from the cold. Ryan was driving the car, Jesse and Jen were sitting behind us, the music was playing loud in the car almost making my ears hurt. I was a bit nervous but excited at the same time, I feel so much better and I think that I am ready to go into the deep water again. Ryan breaks the silence by making a joke "how do people surfing say HI to each other? he answers saying "they Wave!." Even though the joke is not even funny we still laugh and Jesse yells in excitement "here we come blue lagoon beach." After a two hour drive, we finally arrive at our destination the sun is finally rising and the cold air is becoming warm. Jen sees that I am nervous "are you alright you don't

After fifteen minutes of being out on the waves, Leah had caught four. Now she was floating 40 feet out from the shore. Looking to her left, she saw a wave coming for Sadie. She paddled, and paddled, and-

Hesitantly we climbed up the slick rock. It was warm and dry on top, and we could see the damp parts slowly evaporate. No one wanted to jump first and leave the warmth and the safety from on top of the rock. Skeptically, I stepped forward with fears darting through my head. What if I don’t jump out far enough, what if I gash myself on a rock, what if I break a limb, what if I hit my head, what if I die? All of my thoughts rushed away like the water in an instant. Before I knew it I was in midair. I was tensing up all my muscles, I was preparing for impact, I was regretting my decision, I was telling myself it will be ok, and then... ker-splash! I could feel my body be engulfed slowly into the raw water. A smile developed on my face and I realized that missing work was totally worth

I didn’t want her to go alone, also a deep feeling inside of me was telling me I should do something exciting. I stepped up took hold of her hand we counted down three,, two, one. I jumped, but I could feel her hand slip out of mine. I was alone, jumping into the Atlantic ocean. I could hear Maureen yelling my name as I’m falling. I felt an adrenaline rush then I hit water and after it was all a blur.

She had a big frown and was telling my babysitter, “ No I don’t want to go on.”

She jumped and then it was just me and Zocan. I decided I didn’t want to be the last so I approached the edge. I look down and suddenly it looked a lot higher than before. I took a deep breathe and told myself I would be fine. I closed my eyes, held my nose, and jumped. It felt like I was in the air forever. It didn’t feel real I was just falling attached to nothing. Then I landed in the water and it snapped into my brain what I had just done. I looked up and Zocan jumps right away. We all sat there for a minute so happy with ourselves for what we had just

I kept on running towards the water. Before I got into the water, I jump off the shore, landing like a cannon ball in the water and splashing everybody that was near me.

I bolted into the water ignoring all the crazy look people were giving me. I began to splash and twirl around so happy and excited it was like the ocean was my second home, I loved the water. Then I went farther out into the water so that I could