My Trip To The Lake-Personal Narrative

On a cold Thursday morning, school was in session but I was starting on my way to Lake Winnibigoshish. I was going up there with my five foot nine, one hundred forty pound dad and my five foot nine, two hundred thirty pound neighbor. We stopped in at the Senior

On September 1, 2012, I walked into my fifth grade teacher’s classroom for the first time in my life. Mrs.Cullen was standing in the front of the door with open arms ready to welcome her new fifth grade students. As I made my way to my desk and sat down next to Charlie Schutt and Quin Timmerman, I got the feeling that middle school would be a time of talking to some of my best friends and cruising through classes. As the school year progressed, and classroom seats changed, my thought of how Middle school would be changed as well. On the first day Mrs.Cullen explained our schedule, Homework detentions, and demerits. After about fifty questions, she sent us off to our first class, and the first step of our Middle School journey. The fifth grade

It's about a four hour car ride to Devil’s Lake, North Dakota where we stay. The first three hours are the worst, I'm so anxious and so excited to start hunting the next day it's almost unbearable. But the last hour or so are better because, as we enter North Dakota we start driving by little potholes and lakes that are full of ducks which just gets me pumped and more anxious for the next morning. We camp about 10 minutes out of the town of Devils Lake down a long, windy, partly flooded dirt road at an old farmer’s land on the edge of a lake. This time is the worst, we have to set up camp. We set up our camper and our family friends camper, but the whole time I'm not focused. All I can think about is waking up at 5:00 A.M to go shoot some

Rugged River Rapids In the rugged river rapids, The salmon slowly swim. Four years in the ocean, Then they leave upon a whim. Though they swim against the current, They don’t stop to rest their weary fins. And look, out past the river, In the forest, oh so green, A mother bear watches her cubs protectively As they learn to

I have been in the now disturbing Quetico lake for the last 12 years of my life. I can’t take this. I have one way out, and that is to get someone in, trapped. I am captured in the deepest part of the Quetico lake, 300

I'm back! This past summer was a whirlwind of working all the time. Raft guiding is a 24/7 job, even when you're only doing three trips a day. The internet at the boathouse was not the best and I was always getting off work after the library closed. I know,

In July 2016, I had a wonderful day planned. My girlfriend, Audrey, and I were prepared to spend a full day at Lincoln State Park. After eating breakfast at Denny’s, we pulled into the entrance of the state park. With our swimsuits on and backpacks strapped, the hiking began. To say the least, we had a long, long hike with minor incidents including a small snake that caused me to scream like a little girl and a tower we climbed even though I am afraid of heights. To wrap up the day, we swam in the lake infested with little, microscopic minnows and took our turn at canoeing, which ended up getting us stuck in the middle of the lake. All in all, the day of adventures with Audrey was relaxing and refreshing, but unfortunately, the excitement was

Trying to find memories is like looking for treasure. You look at the surface and see something mediocre, but you dig deep and find something cool, pretty, and meaningful. It took a while to think of a fond memory, but once I thought of some, it was hard to choose a favorite. Growing up I have had many great experiences in the form of vacations. Between going to Disney World, owning a vacation home, hanging out with my grandparents in Arizona, traveling to Canada and more. They all make amazing memories that I will forever cherish. The vacation spot we go to the most, though, is Wisconsin Dells. A few times I have been allowed to invite friends to come with. When I am allowed to bring friends, it is always a ginormous amount of fun. We goof off in the hotel room, play in the arcades, and swim in the water parks.

Lake Explosion It was a normal day I got home and my mom was there. “She told me are you ready?” “I said for what?” She exclaimed “You’re going to Norris Lake!” I was super excited because I was going with my friend from my soccer team Trey. I got packed as fast I can and they picked me up. The only problem was it was 101 degrees and a 8 hour drive. About halfway to the lake we stop at a restaurant and get food. We went to Wendys. After that we would drive and get gas and about 10 minutes before we get there we stop at Walmart and get food for the entire week.

I’m soaring in the sky with the view of pure white mountains below with trees and small bodies of water surrounding the large rocks, I have my landing destination spotted in the distances, a spruce tree, but it will take me over an hour to arrive. I calculated the time it would take me to arrive at my shelter, but the wind is pushing me more and more southwest, making it extremely difficult to know how much time I will have before sundown once I land.

At the end of the school year last year, a few of my friends and I decided that we wanted to go camping at Spring Lake. We signed up to do the “off the grid” camping so we could kayak to our camp site. The fun began when we were putting our kayaks into the lake with all of our gear in them and one of my friends fell into the lake. After that we knew we were going to have a fun and hysterical night. We then began our twenty minute kayak to our camping site. On the way there, we had many conversations and shared many laughs. When we arrived at the campsite we decided to split into two groups. Two of us would kayak back to our vehicles to get the rest of our stuff and the other two would stay and begin to set up the campsite. So, my friend Trenton

Sitting in a car driving for hours leaves one with a rather limited source of entertainment. Books can be finished, batteries lose power, sleep varies in difficulty. Luckily, with some imagination and a glance out the window, a new world of one’s own design can form and melt away irritating

Summer of 2016, a quiet, but exciting time. Fun with friends, bonfires, and oh yeah, bear attacks. One day in the car on the way to school, my mom told us that we will be going on a trip to the Saco River with some friends for a week when summer vacation starts. She also said that we would not be able to bring our phones. Right as she said this, all four of my brothers started to complain. They hated camping trips, and especially being away from there electronics. They disliked this one a little more though, because school had just ended, and they would rather be home relaxing. But, I however was super excited, I loved going camping and was I happy it was in a cabin, we wouldn't have to wake up in a freezing cold camper or tent like we usually would on a normal camping trip.

The time I was frightened!!!!!!!! The very first time i was frightened was when I drove a tractor from the first time in my life. I was around 6 year old when I drove a tractor. It was on my farm that we reunited. The tractor that we used was

Jorge Velez Diaz Professor Hargraves ENGL-1005 18 September 2014 My First Cruise Like it was yesterday I remember my first vacation on a cruise. My Dad and I went on a three- day long cruise to The Bahamas. I had never been on a cruise, so it was a new experience for me. We needed