The Pond
It was only supposed to be a nice day at the pond. Although it was summer, most of the days had been muggy, and under 65 degrees. Finally, Beyulah and I had a breakthrough. We woke with the sun shining through my window and a 80 degree forecast, so we packed a water bottle, sparkling cider, and a pack of Twix™ and got onto our bikes.
Immediately we encountered a problem. As we reached the main road, a huge construction truck was parked at the end of my street, we found the road was being repaved. The workers said that we could wait for the pilot car and ride along with the cars, so that’s what we began to do. But, as we sat, the sun beating down on us, Beyulah and I couldn’t stand it any longer. We hopped back on our bikes, and started riding down the other dirt road that looped through houses then back to the main road.
We got a little over a mile up that road when I had an idea. “We can keep going down here and get there normally, or we can ride down one of these older sketchy trails I used to ride that’ll be faster.” We made the obvious decision and started down the shortcut. This was, as we found, the wrong decision.
I was in front of Beyulah, navigating all the old paths. Unfortunately, being in front meant taking the brunt of all the huge, sticky spiderwebs that had been weaved across the trail. I’d hit the web, panic and almost crash, causing beyulah to break hard and fall over. We’d get back up, rinse and repeat for about another mile. Once we were back
Fishing to some people may just be fishing. But fishing to the people who have read A River Runs through It some time in their life, is a gift. Whether fishermen use bait, worms, or George's flies it is that much sweeter to catch some trout with a brother under one arm and a father on the other.
After several weeks of 100 degree weather, the forecast is for temperatures in the low 90’s. The weather forecaster says, “We’re expecting temperatures in the low 90s. I might have to wear my coat tomorrow!”
In Cold Mountain and "A Poem for the Blue Heron", tone is established in a multitude of ways. These two pieces of literature describe the characteristics and actions of a blue heron, both aiming for the same goal. However, Charles Frazier and Mary Oliver approach their slightly differing tones employing organization, metaphoric language, and diction.
This movie “On Golden Pond” starts a long-married couple (Norman and Ethel Thayer) arriving to their home in the lake that is called Golden Pond. That moment Mr. Norman shows a memory problem because he could not recognize the pictures of his family or himself. In this movie, you could see how much this couple loved each other with so much respect even though there have very different personality. Mr. Norman always talks about his death and does not want to think of this future and he also have issues socializing with other people. The first signed he got scared when he was sent to pick up some blueberries where he got disoriented in the woods. He came back empty handed but happy to see his wife that comforted him so much
“Once More to the Lake” by E. B. White is about a man who decides to take his son on the family vacation to the lake he took with his father when he was a child. During the essay, the author reminisces on his trips to the lake during his youth and tells the reader about how things have changed. The author uses wonderful detail and at some points in the essay feels as if he is a boy again standing in his son’s place with his father next to him. The author shows the readers he is a man who enjoys time with his family and cherishes his memories at the lake by expressing how he values the way things were in the past, and the joy that he experiences at this lake with his family.
Then we wanted to make no stops from here to Yellowstone. Driving along by the mountain near Yellowstone they told us to go around but we did not want to waste 2 hours so we went up the mountain nice and slow. Since the mountain was so steep it burned our tires.
Clear Lake was almost always a tough opponent, especially at tournaments. Sometimes, they destroy us. Sometimes, we destroy them. But this day, I destroyed them.
One can’t help but to draw links to the aging process when watching the three times Oscar winning movie On Golden Pond. In Mark Rydell's On Golden Pond, we encounter a couple in the middle of dealing with the anxieties and hardship of moving through the latter part of their life cycle. The older actors played by Henry Fonda and Katharine Hepburn demonstrates different levels of activity, age stratification, continuity, and disengagement theory in their lives.
We are going on a road trip everybody! Let’s go to the Chain Rock in Kentucky; it will be so thrilling and it’s only a half mile walk there. Doesn’t that sound exciting? No, it isn’t exciting, the walk is more like a hike and it is challenging. No one that rarely hikes can even make it to the Chain Rock, because there is a massive boulder in the way so the trip is pointless, if you have those circumstances. Never go to Chain Rock, it is not worth the gas, money, or time. The trail of the half of a mile hike consisted of woods, heat, and disappointment.
The name of this story is “The White Heron.” Sarah Jewett wrote this loving, caring story about how money isn’t everything in life. The theme for “The White Heron” is that caring for others is bigger than money and stuff like that, because money can’t buy you feelings. I liked this story because it gets you to understand that caring for someone or something, is more important than money and buying things.
Fishing is an activity I have enjoyed doing ever since I was a little kid. In fact, one of my first fishing voyages was with my grandpa when I was about eight years old. He was an avid fisherman who went fishing almost every day and knew everything there was to know about fishing. Grandpa got me hooked on fishing. After Grandpa died, my dad picked up where Grandpa left off. We had a pontoon, and Dad took my brothers and me fishing whenever we had the chance. To this day, I still love fishing just as much as I had on my first fishing trip with my grandpa. Many people enjoy hobbies that are relaxing and peaceful, and others prefer exhilarating activities that never have a dull moment. I enjoy fishing because it has some of both.
Ever since I was a kid I have enjoyed fishing. Fishing relaxes my mind and allows me to get away from the stress of the real world. From the cool breeze around the lake to the fishes nibbling away at the bait, it’s all just very relaxing. There was one day where I caught more fish than I had ever caught before. The entire day had been going my way. My boss called me and gave me the day off and that alone is a good way to start your day. After getting the day off I was able to get a few extra hours of sleep. Being able to sleep in allowed me to get the some rest that I had not been able to get for a few weeks. After getting my well-deserved rest I decided to go to the pet store to get some fish bait. Fishing was not my original plan for that day but since I was able to get the day off and I didn’t have any other plans I was able to plan to do one of my favorite things.
It was dark outside. Clouds loomed over the skies as I walked into the enormous colorful building. Blazing rays of LED lights shone through the entrance’s translucent windows. Brightness and gleams engulfed my vision like a wildfire. My eyes blink, trying to focus where I was walking. As I paced myself through the crowded corridors of the large hallway trying to find my group of friends, I could see murals of sea animals everywhere and signs directing where each exhibit was. Animated and overjoyed, I pranced to the first exhibit where the baby sand sharks were. They were extraordinary, swimming around their tank but sadly not able to leave their confined space. Their tank only allowed them to swim continuously in circles. Although animals in captivity tend to live longer than animals in the wild, it is depressing to mull over how they were stripped of their freedom. There was nowhere to escape when housed in such small enclosures.
In this essay youll learn how to fish. People think they know how to fish until they start to fish and don't catch anything but sticks. When people catch sticks they tend to lose their temper. When this happens they normally just give up and leave without even trying to catch a fish. So here are the steps for fishing.
The fascinating, open air swimming pool is located near a tremendous ocean with its beautiful view. Swimming pool is construct with the cool blue tiles that enhance the color of water in the pool. Day is not so hot due to slight breeze that touching the people faces softly. Water in the pool is blue as the sky and clean as the crystal. Cool blue Water of pool is soothing the eyes and refreshing mind and body. The place is busy and crowded with visitors. People there wanted to dive in the deep of water. Youngsters diving in the pool with eyes closed, arms outstretched feeling their heart before feeling the depth of water. Splashing of water on others seems very interesting and a great fun for children. They seems to enjoy splashing on their