Personal Narrative: My Personal Outdoor Statement

yelled as he pulled me up. Right as I looked into his deep blue eyes, I felt like I was in one of the cheesy romantic movies. It felt as though there was a spotlight shining on us, and we were the only ones in the world.

One thing that does not interest me anymore is going outside. I used to always love going outside but not anymore that is like the top uninterested thing i'm into rite now. When i was a kid i loved going outside, after i got older i only go outside on the daily-bases now that i'm more mature.When i get in trouble my parents make me go outside for my punishment. Outside is just not interested to me

I look up from my phone after the clock turns from 11:59 pm to 12:00 am and gaze upon Honey Pot Lake as it mirrors the pink and gold clouds illuminated by the setting sun’s rays as they bend over earth's curvature. I take in the beauty of the sunset and await the soon to come sunrise. As i, for the last time, experience the beauty of the pristine nature that bethel alaska has to offer, turn my head towards my adjacent friend and proclaim in a gloomy yet glad tone, “I never want to leave this place.” My experiences in bethel alaska from my two school immersion trips truly formed who I am today.

Ever heard of the Appalachian trail, it’s 2,000 miles of wildness stretched of all you see.

There are multiple explanations why I think camping is thrilling. First, I am provided exercise. Hiking is a wonderful way to stay active. Because of the countless health benefits, such as muscle development, increased endurance, and reduced body fat, it is enjoyable. The fresh air clears my mind, making any morning stroll pleasant. Swimming is a terrific option to maintain a healthy lifestyle. The variety of strokes, including freestyle, breaststroke, backstroke, and butterfly, brings joy and excitement. On July 15, 2015, my siblings, Cassidy and Ethan, and I swam in the crystal clear waters of Lake Fairfax. The water splashing was rejuvenating. In

Last year I started a new sport, cross country. I only did it because my lacrosse coach said that it might help me get better for lacrosse. So I went to the first late summer practice last year to see what this was like, so then we did warm-ups and a lap around the track. Then it was the first time I met coach Chase, My first impression of him was going to be very strict, But soon realized that this was false because of one of the first things he said. He said “I know there are a lot of nerves here right now, but cross country isn’t about winning every race, that comes later” then continued with “Cross country is about showing what you can do to yourself.” This struck me very hard because I was not that fast and was near the back. Through that fall the team did very well, I also made some progress myself. After the season was over I made a decision.

We greeted each other with kind respect. We met on the trail when his wagon broke. I offer to help Curtis Mick Colloni with his wagon. We exchange each other name and we left. I knew he was a skilled doctor and he he would I left the place and I ask Curtis if he would like travel together. As I was walking, I saw Hunter. I ran up to him and greeted him. I met Hunter Norm Cline during the trail when it block by a log. There was a lot of people and together, Hunter organized the group to pull the log. I ask if he would like to join me on the way to Oregon. He said he had 2 other family going on the trail and ask if I would join. He also mentioned that he was the leader of the group. I merge with the group and together we form a wagon

Throughout the active school year, I take part in cross country, track and basketball. I also played volleyball for a year, but I decided to concentrate on my main passion, cross country, instead of dividing my time and attention into two sports at the same time. I have been running cross country ever since I was old enough to run in the munchkin races. The sport has been passed down through the family, almost every single one of my siblings have run or at least tried it. In track, I have ran the mile and two mile since the seventh grade. These last couple years I joined into the long distance relays. In 2016, the first year we decided to start a relay it consisted of my sister, Victoria, Tristen Ness, and Sammy Swanson. The first time we ran

I have always had a love for the outdoors. Enjoying what Maine had to offer as a young child inspired me to want to become a park ranger. I went on to study and obtained my Bachelors of Science at Unity College in Maine.

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.

We finally reached our destination which felt like hiking the Appalachian Trail. We took a deep breath and scrabbled straight towards the bread aisle. Unfortunately, they ran out of Sunbeam bread, so we were forced to get the bread that made my organs to come out. Whole wheat bread!

I took a year between graduating high school and attending college at Green Mountain College. Three friends from high school and myself took off, after the summer, to through-hike the Appalachian Trail. The trip, lasting almost six months took us from our home state of Maine down the spine of the Appalachian mountain range to Springer mountain GA, the southern terminus of the trail. The trip, for us, acted as a break from the typical learning environment of our high school experience into a much different sort of learning environment. An environment where we lived outside and in places we would have otherwise not have been, meeting people who showed us the culture of the rural Appalachian lifestyle. Living and learning in these places opened

One day on a stunning Sunday afternoon, where the sun was shining and I was radiant as can be, I decided to explore nature’s wonders by going hiking on the Greenbelt trail. When I arrived at the trailhead, It seemed like the perfect day to trek the trail. I was greeted by birds, squirrels, bears, any creature you can think of reached out to shake my hand. It seemed like such a breathtaking adventure. When I began my hike, I couldn’t help but stop at all the amazing scenery that screamed out at me. In the far distance I saw lakes, dark hedge trees, and mountains. I thought to myself, “Right after I finish my hike I should go explore those lakes!” because I couldn’t end my day with just this hike. After I was on the trail hiking for about 30 minutes, crossing many bridges, I was tasked with a difficult decision.

Last week, our whole class attended a week-long outdoor school, Walden West. I had a great time, and met several friends there. Even though I enjoyed and loved every part of it, my favorite part was our outdoor field class. During field class, our instructor, Rae, would take us hiking. On the hike we’d see things we’d never seen before; different types of fungus, bacteria and invertebrates (The FBI), new animals like newts, deer, bats, and slugs, and learn about plants.

At the beginning of the semester whenever I saw that we had to go on a camping trip and I wasn’t necessarily excited, but I wasn’t upset either. I’ve gone camping with my family before and it was fun, but I hated staying in a tent. Instead of being negative about the situation, I told myself that I would make this a fun and positive experience. I would have the opportunity to meet new people and get close to some of my fellow classmates.