Birds chirping, crystal blue water, big towering pine trees mixed with amazing birch trees, and on top of all that the fresh, crisp, pine scented, air. That is what Lake Tomahawk Wisconsin is like. My grandpa owns a cabin up there so we visit it a few times a year. Half of the cabin my grandpa bought and the other half he built with amazing logs of orange colored wood. I love it up there, mainly because: it’s friendly, everything is nearby, and there is still a TON of nature. But anyway, this little situation happened the week of 4th of July.
We had been up in the cabin for about two days, it was: my family, cousins and their families, and my grandma and grandpa. My dad and I woke up early that day to go fishing, so we started to go
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My dad thought he new where he was going so we started to go fast, when it suddenly came up to 6ft of water. We were so confused because we had never seen this before and next thing you know we almost bottomed out. (That’s when the boat hits the ground and either gets stuck or beat up.) We also were worried about hitting one of the volkswagen sized boulders littered around the lake. So we raised up the motor a little bit and I went up front to see if I could see the ground, which I could easily see it clear as day. At that point we got so turned around that we didn’t even know where the boat launch was. So now we are lost, confused, and almost hitting bottom.
We ended up calling my grandpa, who knows this lake humongus like back of his hand, and all he did was make fun of us. We also tried to call my uncle, he did the same thing, except he doesn’t know the lake NEARLY as well as my grandpa. Then we tried to see if our phones would help, they didn’t. We didn’t have the patience for the map to load our current location in this huge lake. Finally we used the GPS on the fishfinder, which we had both forgotten about, and found that we had been driving in circles for an hour. Eventually the fog cleared and we started to fish there, and we nailed them. Just about every cast we caught a fish, whether it was a bluegill, rock bass, smallmouth, or largemouth (If you don’t know those species google them). Now it’s our new favorite fishing
: Larchwood Lake may not ever be the same again. The story about Larchwood Lake is not that uncommon. Without doing extensive research into possible things that could occur by lowering the lake level, the Larchwood Lake Homeowner’s Association destroyed the very thing they were trying to protect. Carelessness and poor planning are not the only root causes however. There are a number of reasons that led to the degradation of Larchwood Lake that happen to relate to more macro level environmental issues. Those reasons are poorly designed environmental policy created by the E.P.A., poor understanding of lake ecology by the managers of the land, and false confidence in poorly planned ideas. By looking at how these factors contributed to the degradation of the lake, hopefully we will be able to make more ecological sound decisions in the future.
Lake Erie is thriving biologically but not in the way one might think. It’s poisoned with toxic algal blooms that grow in the phosphorus-concentrated waters millions of Canadians and Americas alike depend on for drinking water. Unfortunately, this is also not the first time this has happened to the Great, not-so-great Lake.
“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.
Despite so many thoughtful, new amenities for those living in Lake Nona, Florida — one of the state’s fastest-growing residential areas — much more is yet to come.
here we had a big family ,my aunt and her family, my uncle and his family, my grandfather and
In the United States, the political system is dominated by two parties, democrats and republicans. These organizations promote an idea and policy to win electrons. Over time these two parties’ ideology switched rolls and changed. This paper will explain how they differ and favor one another. It will also explain how they have changed over time.
Family members are lived together and no matter how rich or poor, beauty or ugliness, young or old. Their relation will never break, and because of the relation connected together closely, when we are in a dilemma, we can trust our family, and they will help you out. In the two essays, “Putting Daddy On” and “ Once More to the Lake”. Both authors are talking about generation shift, family relationship and the time change. Both narrators have confuse
Last Saturday, local anglers Bob Killgore, of Peaceful Pines, and Tim Smith, of Sonora, got into a somewhat remote lake in the Coffin Hollow area of Tuolumne County. The lake, named Clear Lake, was reached partly by ATV and partly on foot. They found the rainbows, up to 14-inches willing to bite on Power Eggs and they came out with one short of two limits. A good day of fishing and some great trout dinners coming up.
Volcanoes are some of the most powerful natural forces known to man. Volcanoes usually form at divergent and convergent boundaries. Sometimes they form in the middle of plates where magma fights through the crust. By understanding volcanoes, scientists get a window to the inside of the Earth. They can also study volcanoes to perhaps get closer to predicting eruptions in the future. One of Earth’s volcanoes is Clear Lake. Clear Lake has unique characteristics such as its location, how it forms, and how it erupts. It had erupted in the past with the potential to erupt again.
One more turn, passing people on motorcycles, and we finally reached our lake. Batsto lake was beautiful. The destination made it even more special as it seemed almost like my sister and I had tumbled across land we could call our own. Almost as if we were explorers who came across land untouched by mankind. Trees surrounded us, creating shade for the few other cars that were parked on the dirt beach. They were families who shared the same idea of old-fashioned fun.
The Smithton Sportsman's Club is one of the most beautiful places in Smithton, Illinois. Upon entering, it does not look like much, but as I pull up on the gravel road next to the first pavilion, the first lake becomes visible. Trucks rolling along the gravel road and singing frogs are the only sounds that I can hear. Large trees reflect perfectly off the still water. Occasionally a frog jumps in or a fish makes a splash: making the only movement in the water. Separating the first two lakes is a dam that allows me to walk across to the third lake. When standing on the bank, I look through the clear water and see small bluegill swimming around in search of food. As I walk towards the third lake I see trees perfectly lined up to make relaxing
We slowly drove out to the faster speed limit part of the lake, once there I was given a small briefing about hand signals. Gracye’s Dad told me, “Thumb down means slower, thumb up means faster, and hand horizontal means perfect.” After the briefing we got our life jackets on and literally jumped from the boat to the tubes which were now almost out of reach, quickly trailing behind the boat. The rope attached to the tube was quicklypulled out very far and was tightly being pulled from behind the boat, me on the biggest tube in the middle and Gracye on the smaller one on the right of me. We got to a moderately fast pace for me and it ended up not being as frightening as I thought it would be. Her Dad had started picking up the speed by this time and I was beginning to get scared. I signaled to have him slow down and he ended up slowing down after five minutes, or so I thought, but he was just winding the boat up for a whip which while happening, I was holding on for dear life and I felt my life flash before my
It felt like I was under the water for hour when realistically it was only a few seconds. Finally I the pressure release and bombed up to the surface. I immediately burst out into tears, my dad swam to me and tried to comfort me but I was so shook by this I couldn’t even talk. I got back on the boat and my parents tried to calm me down as we went back to the house. I finally fueled it together by the time we got to the house and announced to the whole family that” I will never water ski again!” Luckily we can laugh about it today but I still haven’t water skied since, maybe I will try it in a few year who knows but I will never forget this
“The abundant wildlife found on the North Shore is a testament to the district’s restoration efforts,” said St. Johns River Water Management District Executive Director Dr. Ann Shortelle. “With support from Florida’s Legislature and a host of partners, today Lake Apopka is rebounding. By supporting community events like this, we are able to engage the community in our efforts to protect our natural resources.”
it was a little remote area where it was just me my mom and her friend. Then I