#12 Kathryn deGraffenried
En 101
Descriptive essay #1
6 Sept. 2016
Chattanooga, Tennessee Chattanooga, Tennessee in the autumn is a beautiful sight every southerner should experience at least once. With so many activities to occupy everyone there is hardly enough time to fit in everything that Chattanooga has to offer. When I think about Chattanooga in the fall I think about the crisp air that goes with the incredible colors that paint the trees. This is a city that does not lack views to see the burgundy, gold and brown trees for miles around. Just one of the many places in Chattanooga that you can see for miles around is from the historic Incline Railway which is railway car that takes its passengers one mile to the top of Lookout Mountain. While riding this railcar the passengers are facing backwards looking toward the city. As the car climbs up the steep incline the view around becomes more visible approximately half a mile through the car’s journey. The passengers are then able to overlook the city below and take in the many colors of autumn. As the railcar pulls into the station at the peak of
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Standing at the top of one of Tennessee’s most famous mountains the five senses are on in a state of awe. The overpowering aroma of pumpkin-flavored coffee can be smelled immediately after exiting the railcar, but quickly after is dampened by the aroma of crispy fall air. Climbing the stairs to the binoculars is exhausting, but well worth it once at the very top. Looking out from this point ant-shaped people can be seen walking into shop centers, toy like cars race to their next destination, and the ice cream shop the railcar departed from is no longer visible to the naked eye. Just like at the bottom of Lookout Mountain, there are sights to see other than the view from the
In the “Impoverishment of Sightseeing”, John Daniel seeks to inspire readers to experience nature beyond observation. Daniel clearly differentiates between the minute appreciation received from sightseeing, and the aweing admiration you can feel if you engulf yourself in nature. Through sharing his personal experiences and scholarly analysis, Daniel demonstrates the importance of being vulnerable to the environment that is necessary for comprehensively understand nature. He argues by allowing ourselves to be naked to nature, one can understand how the natural World has the power to limit our existence.
The Appalachian Mountains in the nineteenth century landscapes are often depicted in a grand, glorious, and often spiritually uplifting form. The Hudson River School artists painting in the romantic style engages viewers to tell a story through naturally occurring images as well as interior knowledge of the times at hand.
The drive to cross the Kentucky border had taken hours and hours of strenuous patience to finally arrive in another state. The view was by far country like as hints of cow manure could be smelled far from a distance. We drive through small towns, half the size of our hometown of Glen Ellyn had been the biggest town we've seen if not smaller. The scenery had overwhelmed us, as lumps of Earth from a great distance turned to perfectly molded hills, but as we got closer and closer to our destination the hills no longer were hills anymore, instead the hills had transformed to massive mountains of various sizes. These mountains surrounded our every view as if we had sunken into a great big deep hole of green pastures. Our path of direction was seen, as the trails of our road that had followed for numerous hours ended up winding up the mountainous mountains in a corkscrew dizzy-like matter.
Today, tourism in the Appalachian Mountains is a popular thing to do. For example, in Gatlinburg Tennessee, more than 11 million visitors come to tour the area each year. However, this area is more than just a tourist trap. By today’s standards, Appalachia is considered a minority. The individuals in this region are looked down upon by cultural, social, and economic standards. They are perceived as uneducated and uncivilized. These stereotypes are influenced by popular culture today. Appalachia is a diverse region due to its people and landforms.
In a small suburb, just outside of Washington, DC, the neighborhood of small tract houses was laid out neatly in rows. The homes were built backyard to backyard in the early 1960’s. Each dwelling was a different color, but mostly the same style. Nearly everyone had a metal screen door with their initial proudly displayed in swirling cursive. The postage stamp sized front...
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This gives rise to the transition between the more science-grounded Enlightment tendencies and the more aesthetic inclinations of the Romantic and Transcendental thinkers. While the viewers are set back by the elegance of the dreamlike mountaintops, cliffs, canyons, and gorges, they are also emotionally attached to the way in which the climbers describe their feelings towards the mountain and the beauty it has to offer. Like the thinker from these two movements, that climbers embraced the sublime as a means for aesthetic and spiritual elevation, which they were striving to achieve by summiting Everest. This is much like what is seen in William Wordsworth’s poem, Lines Written A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey, that tries to evoke emotional feelings about nature as Wordsworth presents his connection with nature in a very personal manner, showing how nature elevates himself in a way much similar to that of the climbers. This admiration and love that the climbers show towards the mountain parallels the way in which the romantic and transcendental movements connected religion and nature. While the title is a coincidence, in John Muir’s poem, Mountain Thoughts, he portrays how we must connect with nature on a spiritual level. By portraying this human–environment relationships as a sacred, holistic one, I think the filmmakers are trying arguing for a conservation of the environment. This argument is enhanced when the main character, Rob Hall, whose life’s work is to summit Everest, is disgusted as he picks up the wrappers of the other climbers granola bars off the
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A place to go and enjoy the atmosphere is the outdoors. There is so many great qualities about the outdoors. It is so peaceful and relaxing. The outdoors can be so inspiring in many great ways. The way the birds chirp, the wind blows, the leaves fall, and the crickets holler are all just incredible. The outdoors is an environment that just speaks for itself. It is a wonderful atmosphere with many great features.
The drive there was very exciting since we got to see a lot of things we never saw before. When we left Spotsylvania County and entered Orange County, we saw how places look that are far away from urban civilization. In Orange County, houses were almost a mile and a half apart from each other surrounded by endless view of hills and grass with animals grazing. We reached University of
I was the first person to ski off of the chairlift that day; arriving at the summit of the Blackcomb Mountain, nestled in the heart of Whistler, Canada. It was the type of day when the clouds seemed to blanket the sky, leaving no clue that the sun, with its powerful light, even existed anymore. It was not snowing, but judging by the moist, musty, stale scent in the air, I realized it would be only a short time before the white flakes overtook the mountain. As I prepared myself to make the first run, I took a moment to appreciate my surroundings. Somehow things seemed much different up here. The wind, nonexistent at the bottom, began to gust. Its cold bite found my nose and froze my toes. Its quick and sudden swirling movement kicked loose snow into my face, forcing me to zip my jacket over my chin. It is strange how the gray clouds, which seemed so far above me at the bottom, really did not appear that high anymore. As I gazed out over the landscape, the city below seemed unrecognizable. The enormous buildings which I had driven past earlier looked like dollhouses a child migh...
Being invited to a friend’s house the other day, I began to get excited about the journey through the woods to their cabin. The cabin, nestled back in the woods overlooking a pond, is something that you would dream about. There is a winding trail that takes you back in the woods were their cabin sits. The cabin sits on top of a mountain raised up above everything, as if it was sitting on the clouds.
We headed south, over the mountains, on route 201. The transmission of my fathers old army jeep sounded as loud as a P-47 Thunderbolt and was probably built the same year with P-47 spare parts. The air was clear on the mountain tops. You could see Mt. Katahdin 100 miles to the east. Although I enjoyed the panoramic view from these mountains, my thoughts we...
This area of the world is so foreign to my Oklahoma life; it infuses me with awe, and with an eerie feeling of being strongly enclosed by huge mountains, and the mass of tall trees. However, when my foot first steps onto the dusty trail it feels crazily magical. The clean, crisp air, the new smell of evergreen trees and freshly fallen rain is mixed with fragrances I can only guess at. It is like the world has just taken a steroid of enchantment! I take it all in, and embrace this new place before it leaves like a dream and reality robs the moment. As I turn and look at my family, I was caught by my reflection in their impressions. The hair raising mischief in the car was forgotten and now it was time to be caught up in this newness of life. It was as if the whole world around us had changed and everyone was ready to engulf themselves in it. The trickling of water somewhere in the distance and the faint noise of animals all brought the mountains to
I think we all have a beautiful place in our mind. I have a wonderful place that made me happy a lot of times, years ago. But sometimes I think that I am the only person who likes this place and I'm asking myself if this place will be as beautiful as I thought when I will go back to visit it again. Perhaps I made it beautiful in my mind.