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My eyes peeled open slowly and the bright sunlight flooded into my eyes, blinding me. I heard the sound of running water and felt the cold breeze flow over my body. I looked out of my hammock and in front of me was a beautiful waterfall and several towering, bright green trees. My friends whom were with me shortly awoke and we packed our things and set off on our first true day of hiking in the Appalachian mountains.

Then we saw Bison running in front of use from the bobcats to but they got away but one of the animals died because we got to the end of the ranch and we saw a dead elk and there was guts everywhere and we told the park people and they said they would clean it up. On the last day we went to the long X-trail and when we got there we had to walk the trail and we where walking and we saw a bald eagle and he was right in a tree above me and then we saw a Cardinal and it flies fast we saw it for a minute and the next minute it was gone and we were amazed. When we got to the top of the trail we could see for miles and we could see a lot of houses and cars when we went back down we went on one of those Gondola and it was fun but I was afraid of heights and we got to the bottom and are car was there somehow and we got in it and we said it was amazing.we thought it was amazing seeing all of the animals and all the nice sites we

The Gaither plantation has a plethora of history, new and old. Whether you visit to see the secret staircase and a bit of civil war history, or you visit to see the scenic landscape, you’re sure to

I appeared to be in the outskirts of a bustling farm town. On my left were fields upon fields growing God-knows-what with humanoid figures bent over them, carefully tending to the harvest. On the other side was a roaring river, with a few children splashing in the about in the shallows to beat the heat. The town probably didn’t have more than 50,000 people, but that was probably considered enormous for the time period I assumed I landed in. I was so caught up in observing the landscape, I didn’t hear the steady clopping of a horse until it was right up against

My family and I had been hiking in Garland Park my entire life. We do not go frequently, so it is always a tremendous treat. One of my first memories took place in Garland Park. I was maybe five or six years of age. My family, at the time, included my mother and father, my younger brother, and my dog named Maple. When we reached our destination, I remember I had felt my lungs inflate with awe with the onrush of scenery; the billowing trees, the serene ponds, and the overall calmness of the environment left me in wonder. I remember running down the trail that parted the trees soaked in autumn colors with only the wind holding me back, feeling complete serenity. That particular hike was a relatively short one due to my young age. I had wanted to stay there forever, and our short stay ended far too quickly. However, I carried my awestruck wonder all the way down the trail and back

When I came to Riften the smell of dew clogged my nose with moisture. Along with the slight smell of mead. The sight of the old stone walls was almost eerie with the mist. Then when we came through I saw my new home Honeyside. I moved in to Honeyside with an amazing view of the large lovely lake that borders Riften.

When I turned around I couldn’t believe my own eyes. It was beautiful, just plain old beautiful. I could see snow on every single volcano that surrounded us. The snow sparkled on each volcano making my eyes want to stare it at even more. I also could see the lake that we were staying at and Goat Rocks were we camped the previous year.

It was a cold fall day when we decided to take a trip down to the Cataract. The traffic was light on the way there, my mom falling asleep in the back while I talked to Jeremy while he was driving. Every time I looked out of the window I saw beautiful shades of red or yellow. The second to last road that we turned onto was a gravel road with a bunch of twists and hills. Jeremy loved these type of roads, especially when he had the blazer to play with. We passed our usual spot that we take to get to the lower falls and turned onto the actual road that takes us into the park itself.

The path turns to rocks, all around trees tower over me growing from rocks and sand, no black dirt like here in Iowa. We continue to follow the twisting path through twisting pine trees until we reach the tree line. On top of Flattop Mountain I can see for miles, The surrounding mountains are beautiful. But we’re not done yet, we stay on the path carefully avoiding the delicate flowers and mosses. The air is thin up here it is getting harder to breathe. We’ve reached the base of hallets peak. I stare up at that almost vertical wall of boulders in front of me. On all fours, I

I stepped on the trail, it was very peaceful. Just the woods, my friends and me. My friends and I biked up the rest trail. All I could hear were the birds chirping and the annoying squeaky bike sound. We got to the top after about 15 minutes; there were two log benches. We decided to sit down and take in the elegant view.

When we walked into the woods it smelled so incredibly fresh and amazing, and then out to the first line we went. My brother, on the first line, immediately went upside down. I went next and just got the feel for it, since it was my first time. When the rest of the group came across, we went to the next line. On the second line I went first, and as I was going over, we saw deer, and they were looking as us!

After the train ride looking around seeing desert and sand. There was nothing, no houses to be seen the land flat and stretching for miles as far as the eye can see. I felt relieved to finally be off of the train and what I saw next took my breath away. My family and I have waited a long time to go excited to see what was waiting for us. The Grand Canyon the national park in Arizona August 2014.

One day, my mom and went to the top of one of the Alps called the Schilthorn which had this James bond Museum because one of the Bond movies from the 60’s had been filmed there and where I got to play in the snow for the first time. The Schilthorn also had a revolving restaurant on top of the mountain so as we were trying to warm up from walking around in the wind and the snow on the top of the mountain by having some hot chocolate we got to see all the Alps from all angles. Another afternoon we were there, my mom and I went to Trummelbach falls which one of the other tourist at our hotel recommended doing because it was a fall inside the mountain. We took an elevator shaft up into the mountain and when we got out, all I could hear was the pounding of twenty thousand liters of water going through the mountain per second which would echo across the mountain caverns. As we walked further into the mountain, we got to see different parts of the fall at every level and there were all these really cool shaped caverns. In order to see the rest of the falls, we had to walk outside down the mountain and every time we came around the corner there would be the falls in the shape of funky spirals or turns. Plus, as we walked down the mountain, I could see all the way across the valley with cows grazing on pastures, waterfalls sprouting out, and snowcapped Alps all at once. It was my

We started walking on the trail which had some really magnificent views. On our way up the trail there were a lot of twists and turns and it was also really hilly. As we

Quickly following when I woke up, a strange sensation filled my stomach and I knew whatever it was I wouldn’t have been able to predict that I was about to experience a moment I’d remember my whole high school career. I could hear my own footsteps as they plonked down my driveway, inching my way closer and closer to my mailbox until my chin stood just above the rusty lever. As I cranked the lid open a white envelope protruding it’s way out from the pile of bills had caught my eye. The envelope made its way to my hand, a bit of pink paper emerging itself into the world as I ripped the seal. Words had arose onto the paper, transferred into my mind. I couldn’t believe my eyes, me a Freshmen would in a few terse hours be at a Sophomore’s house, and not only that, I would be there for a party. Knowing that Freshmen aren’t usually given this contingency, that’s how I know my impression matters now more than ever.