“Niagara Falls is the hanging tongue on the face of the earth, drooling endlessly over beauty.” -Vinita Kinra Looking back to all the places I have been, I realize it is hard to pick out the most impressive scenery. From the elegant European style buildings in Old Quebec to the wild and mysterious Banff National Park, I decide to choose my most recent trip to Niagara Falls as my favourite and the most magnificent scenery in my mind. Just like Vinita Kinra said, Niagara Fall is the most important part on the face of the earth, pouring its beauty into individual's mind. The spectacular view reminds me of a poem. “Its torrent dashes down three thousand feet from high; As if the Silver River fell from azure sky.” After many years of learning …show more content…
We walked for 40 min, finally lined up for the ferry. The line went pretty quickly, we took a family photo and grabbed red plastic raincoat, then headed onto the ferry. We were really excited for being on the ferry for the first time, eager to see the closed-up version of Niagara Falls. We standed on the second floor, close to the edge of the ferry. When the ferry started moving, a feeling of chilliness brushed on my face. It was so cold that it felt like winter time. As it moved closer and closer to the fall, water vapour became denser. It dropped onto our face to give us a free shower. It was sprinkling at first then a downpour at the closest point to the fall. My whole body was wet because of the water vapour or the rain. The closer look of the Niagara Falls was a totally different view than what we saw above it. The dark blue colour of the water and the white bubble it made formed a paradise look. Niagara Falls welcomes us by blowing chilly breeze on our face. I felt cold, but warm inside of me. Knowing how beautiful it was, I felt motivated and glad to live to see such amazing view. Deeply, I recognized the importance of the nature and learned to appreciate it. Before I knew, my journey on the ferry
If you’ve ever been to a national park, you will probably remember the experience for the rest of your life. But what is it that makes you remember that experience? Is it the sights, or the landmarks, or the history behind the park? Well I believe that Glacier Bay national park in Alaska is the most beautiful because of all of these reasons. The sights are breath taking; the tidewater glaciers are spectacular; and the history behind the park is intriguing. The Grand Canyon is beautiful, but are their kayaking trips or whales in it? Does Yellowstone have a history dating back to the Ice Age?
Adams' love for Yosemite was portrayed through his elegant words and pure black and white images of the valley. The natural beauty of Yosemite was shared with the world through his images of unspoiled rushing streams, raging waterfalls, crystal clear lakes, lone trees and high sierra mountain peaks. In the combination of his photographs and writings, Adams demonstrated "that those who appreciate the earth's wild places have a duty and responsibility to use them wisely and well...
The water was calm, like the morning; both were starting to get ready for the day ahead. The silent water signals that although rough times occurred previously, the new day was a new start for the world. As I went closer to the water, I heard the subtle lapping of the water against the small rocks on the shore. Every sign of nature signals a change in life; no matter how slight, a change is significant. We can learn a lot from nature: whatever happens in the natural world, change comes and starts a new occurrence. I gazed over the water to where the sky met the sea. The body of water seemed to be endless under the clear blue sky. The scope of nature shows endless possibilities. Nature impresses us with the brilliant colors of the sky, the leaves, the water. She keeps us all in our places and warns us when we are careless with her. After all the leaves have fallen from the trees, she will offer us the first snows of the year to coat the earth with a tranquil covering. That will only be after we have recognized the lessons of autumn, the gradual change from warm to cold, rain to snow, summer to winter.
Around 1820s, Niagara Falls became a famous scenic attraction. Tourists began to return. By 1850s, approximately sixty thousand people visited the Falls of Niagara each year; this number ...
The Seven Falls State Park, is a park located in Higganum, Connecticut. It is right along the border of Middletown and Haddam. This side of the town is home to many tree-infested areas and countless streams connecting it to the Connecticut River. The entrance to the park is off of Saybrook Road. The parking lot takes up about a quarter of the land, which makes me think of this as more of a commuter lot than anything. The parking lot is made from black gravel and is gated by recycled telephone poles. As you park your car, you immediately can tell it is Winter. The air is crisp, showing my breath as I cough from seasonal allergies. I immediately throw my hands into the pocket of my hoodie, bow my head, and hop over the fence to the field. As I stop and scan the land i realize how dead it is.
Mountain McKinley, considered as the highest peak in North America, is located near the center of the Alaska Range. It is one of the best preserves in the world. Denali National Park, is near the top of the list for visitors to Alaska, has the most common features. Thus, the following composition is to present the features of Denali National Park.
It is not true that the close of a life which ends in a natural fashion-
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
It started off as any normal day I was sitting at home watching Netflix by myself. This was during the summer and it was definitely too hot to go outside and do anything so I just stayed inside. I was in my room and out of nowhere my best friend bursts through my door and tells me to get up because were going somewhere. I wasn’t surprised she tended to do this a lot, so I got up and we went outside to her car and just started driving. I asked her where we were going but she wouldn’t tell me and told me it wasn’t that big of deal. When we finally arrived at our destination it just ended up being Falls Park in Sioux Falls. I asked her what we were doing here because it was so hot outside, she then replied saying that she just wanted to hangout and do something. We walked around, talked, and just had a great time but it was starting to get
I pulled into the driveway of my house and parked my car. I grabbed my coat and bag and opened the door. When I got out I instantly began to smell the sweet aroma of the long rose bushes making their way out of our fence and into the world of our driveway. I was so captivated by the fall breeze, and the beautiful smell of fall in the air that I didn't even know that I was to the door. As I snapped back into reality, I looked up and I was standing at my doorway.
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...
Niagara Falls, one of the worlds greatest natural wonders, can only be described as breath taking. No matter what time of year, whether it’s the beautiful rainbows glistening in the mist, or the magnificent ice bridge created by the cold of winter, Niagara Falls always seems to amaze it’s viewers.
Niagara Falls reigns as one of the most popular tourist attractions in all of New York. Known as a series of three parts that connect the border between the United States and Canada, Niagara Falls holds a lot of tourism potential as the world’s second largest waterfall at 3,950 feet wide (Conservative Institute). Even so, many people venture from all over the world to see its wonders and stare in awe at its grandness and beauty. The three parts that together make up this major landmark include the Bridal Veil Falls, the American Falls, and Horseshoe Falls. Both the Bridal Falls and the American Falls lie completely on United States territory, while the Horseshoe Falls lies on the border between the United States and Canada (History.com Staff, 2010). Over the years, Niagara Falls has been a subject of many topics, including its formation, discovery,
The excitement that filled my mind was incomprehensible to any person who has never experienced this for them self. The trip up to the house was only an hour but it felt like three or four. Snow would fall on the windshield, then be wiped away by the windshield wipers as we were driving, and every five minutes my mother would scream, “Watch out, Jeff,” as she would grab the handle on the door. As we pass through the tollbooth at exit 9, my Dad threw the change in the container. From the ting, ting, ting, sound the change made, I knew that we were close. “Only twenty more minutes,” he would say, then right after my Mom would say, “Yeah, more like ten the way he’s driving.” Finally, we would make the right hand turn into the resort and drive up the hill. About half way I would get a feeling in my stomach not the feeling you get when your nervous, the one you get when your excited. With the first step out of the car onto the frozen ground the snow would crackle beneath my feet. Sometimes I would get a little in my shoe right between my sock and my pants.
I wandered around the path near the lake because it was always peaceful and quiet there in the morning and the trees that hung over the wide walkway only drew me in more. The cool wind blew continuously, and some of the leaves that barely hung on to the branches were pulled along with it. They floated while dropping slowly, and one of the leaves chose my head as a landing spot. I brushed my hair with my hand, not caring if doing so messes up my hair, since the wind already accomplished that job the second I took a step outside my house.