I walk out of the clearing, and before my eyes is a vast and towering cliff face. The first thing that amazes me is the massive rocks right in front of me. The pile has to be several of stories high. Towards the top of the pile, where it meets with the cliff face, is a winding collection of ramps, crevices, and overhangs. Just before the top - is a 20 foot high wall one has to scale to reach the top. My hands sweated looking at the top. I wanted to walk back and retreat back to the safe hotel, but I was tempted. As much as I wanted to forget it, I felt a opposite attraction, bringing myself to the wall. I decided to do it. I look at my back pack. A small orange and gray hiking pack. I put inside my camera padded with a sweatshirt, food, and a hydration bladder. I look down at my watch- a mountaineering watch I had for years. I switched it to altimeter mode, and started the graphing function. I was ready.
Approaching the rocks made them appear bigger and bigger due to my perspective. I lunged myself up on the first rock- a steep ramp. I calmer and crawl slowly up the ramp, grasping the sides of the rock
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Churches, towers, bridges, the list goes on. These buildings are magnificent due to their technological impact, appealing features, and aesthetically pleasing themes. Natural world wonders have this sense of imperfectness and randomness that makes them so awe inspiring. No one in this time period could make the grand canyon the way it is, or the vast mountain ranges in Nepal. These natural places are just technically a lucky force of water, wind, and tectonic plate shifting, but, that is what makes them so wonderful. These magnificent wonders were not created from careful planning or thousands of hours of hard labour. It was created by nothing- but became something. It is as if the stars aligned and carved these impressive features from an outwardly being with tremendous power- instead, it was wind, rain, and
It was Saturday morning at Alexan’s vacation home in Tehachapi, CA. We ate our breakfast, and decided to go for a hike in the dangerous mountains of Tehachapi. It was approximately fifty degrees Fahrenheit and the clouds had covered the mountains, causing the area to be very foggy and difficult to see. Knowing that it was not a good idea Alexan still managed to convince me to go hiking, and he said to me, “Don’t worry it will be fine”. This reminded me of Oliveira saying to Ronald, “I think you feel very sure of yourself, firmly planted in yourself and in your surroundings” (Oliveira 161). Both Ronald and my friend Alexan felt very sure that they were right, and did not have any worries. I do not think Alexan even took a single thought about the dangers we could face hiking in the steep mountains with the harsh conditions we were facing. Ronald did not care to change his mind and agree with Oliveira, because he felt very confident with what he believed.
As the timeline of humans progressed since the very first settlements, so did the way humans built structures. Human beings became smarter and the planning behind enormous structures became more intricate and marvelous. Further back in history, places of worship played an enormous part in the everyday lives of everyone in those times. Different civilizations have built great temples of worship that have expressed their love of a deity (or deities). These great buildings embody the very best that those people can offer: their best engineering, their best carpentry, their best architecture, their best decoration. Two great examples are the Romanesque Abbey Church of Sainte-Foy and the Gothic Chartres Cathedral. While these two structures are
Have you ever wondered why both the Panama Canal and the Great Wall of China are such iconic land marks for the countries they are in? It’s because of the magnitude of effort that took to create such massive structures. Hard work, blood, tears, sweat and certainly patience played part in the creation of such marvels. However the purpose behind each structure and the challenges builders faced during their construction is what truly sets them apart.
...struction. I really love the architecture of these buildings and wish that we had more resources to be able to preserve this piece of American history.
The buildings that I chose to do were an advert for a powerful civilization. The emperors showed their power that they are the great leaders with a lot of money that could get many workers as they possibly could to erect their pattern of monument. The emperor Augustus used propaganda to ensure a vast base of support leading up to his renunciation in 27BC. The Roman emperors also built all these monuments in regard to public entertainment for their political advertising.
The historical text of the Also, the style of the building is very complex, making it fairly similar to the artistic artworks the Romans would construct. Once you view and understand the different artistic styles certain artworks have, it is easier and much more interesting to find the magnificent beauty in arts
... the use of colorful stained glass windows and flying buttresses. The Gothic style was something awe-inspiring. Masons challenged gravity to create works of art that literally reached the heavens.
My legs ache from this long, treacherous hike. As I walk up the rocky, steep trail, my feet start to slip, but I regain balance before I fall. I shiver from the extremely cold temperatures, and my body starts to go numb. Soon I realize, my body can not take this hike for much longer. When I find a nice place to rest and make camp, I pray that there are no bears or other predators that are looking for a feast. Just as I was about to get some sleep, I hear a loud noise, coming from the mountains. I look over and see an avalanche coming down straight towards me. I grab all my stuff and start running the other way, trying my hardest to get away from the rocks tumbling towards me. This extreme place is located in the Rocky Mountain Range, and is the highest point in Colorado and the rocky mountain range.Mount Elbert has an impact on animal's, temperature, and the steepness and extremeness of the mountain.
My sweat soaked shirt was clinging to my throbbing sunburn, and the salty droplets scalded my tender skin. “I need this water,” I reminded myself when my head started to fill with terrifying thoughts of me passing out on this ledge. I had never been so relieved to see this glistening, blissful water. As inviting as the water looked, the heat wasn't the only thing making my head spin anymore. Not only was the drop a horrifying thought, but I could see the rocks through the surface of the water and couldn't push aside the repeating notion of my body bouncing off them when I hit the bottom. I needed to make the decision to jump, and fast. Standing at the top of the cliff, it was as if I could reach out and poke the searing sun. Sweat dripped from my forehead, down my nose, and on its way to my dry, cracked lips which I licked to find a salty droplet. My shirt, soaked with perspiration, was now on the ground as I debated my
Coming closer to the edge I spot several deep tire marks in the ground, leading straight off the cliff. Signs of some off-road vehicle trying to back up were apparent, and obviously they had not been successful trying to leave. I rode closer and carefully leaned over; large rocks lay at the bottom in a circle, and evidence of some large weighted object crashing down was visible. My heart lurched and I quickly shoved my four-wheeler in reverse and backed away from the edge.
I almost fell off a cliff on the side of a mountain. I was in Pitkin, Colorado, on a camping trip during the summer of 2009. The trees were green, the air was fresh so were the lakes, rivers, and ponds were stocked with fish and wildlife was everywhere. Usually, on these camping trips, I would be accompanied by a large number of people. However, this time, it was just my parents, my three brothers, and my two sisters. I was almost 12 years old at the time and having three older brothers made me very competitive. Naturally, when my family decided to climb one of the mountain’s which were around us, I wanted to be the first one to reach its peak.
I have chosen to major in the geosciences because I am enthralled by what can be learned and explored in this discipline. With my first introduction to the Geology, I was fascinated by what I was learning. I was previously an English major with a focus in creative writing who had no interest in the sciences whatsoever; I thought they were too constraining and would not mesh with my creative nature. However, I became so infatuated with my geology classes that by the end of the year I decided to change majors and minor in writing. I saw a way my two interests could blend.
I did not have dreams of being a geologist when I was twelve. But I was sure I did not want to become an engineer or a doctor or work as bank manager. I could not see myself sitting in a room and working my whole life in front of a machine. My dream was to roam and explore new places, and have a life that involves some kind of adventure. I took up Geology initially after high school on my father’s suggestion. A subject that started out just as a suggestion, within a few years has now become my passion.
After three hours we arrived at our first break stop. We stopped at a section that was on top of the waterfall. The view was amazing and spectacular because we had never seen anything like this. As we continued our hike after several more break stops, and nine more hours of hiking, we finally arrived at the top of El Capitan. Once we got to the top the view was amazing. We could not imagine how beautiful it was up there on top of the world. After about half an hour we started heading back down, when all of a sudden out of no where I felt someone push me out of the way. A man that was in a hurry to get back down pushed me so hard, that I lost my balance and fell of a twenty foot cliff. At that moment in time I could see flashbacks of my life. After a couple seconds of falling I somehow landed between two rocks which shattered my right foot. After that happen every one that was there tried to get help but unfortunately cell phones do not work in Yosemite, but the man that pushed me over the cliff had a walky-talky and he called for help.