Every year my family goes on a camping trip. About three years ago, the trip was planned to take place on the Delaware River. There were a handful of activities to do, including tubing down the river. Being the adventured filled family that we are, we decided to take advantage of the amazing opportunity. So, we get the tubes, get the basic safety lecture of don’t be stupid, and we were on our way. Now, I must say there was a very important instruction that the instructor gave to us: At a certain point in the river there is an island that divides the river. You must go right. That was it. Just go to the right. Anyway, I’m on the river, having a great time, relaxing, taking in the scenery. After about ten minutes of sticking with my family, I …show more content…
Then I noticed that island, and for the life of me, I could not remember the way to go. Was it right? Was it left? I don’t know. For some reason I convinced myself to go left. What a great decision that was. I really didn’t know I was lost until about fifteen minutes in when I looked back and all I saw was a vast sea of blue. I was alone, and I was scared. I panicked. There was no way to turning around. The river flowed one way, and I was along for the ride. A lot of thoughts went through my head. Is there going to be a water fall, some kind of drop? Surely, this plastic tube, the kind you get on the Lazy River at Splish Splash, could not withstand a drop of any caliber. It was hot, I was thirsty, and I was hungry. I felt like I was out at sea for weeks when in reality it was only about a half-hour. I had no clue how big the island was, all I knew was I had to get around it. I’m not explorer, I hate the outdoors, and there I was…lost. My attempts to not end up a missing persons list were based solely on nothing. All I knew was that I was definitely lost. Then all of a sudden, I look back and the island is behind me, but that doesn’t mean anything, I am still lost. About another twenty minutes go by, and I notice a line of
I slowly walked not looking back. I didn’t care where I ended up and I gave up on owning a ranch. There’s no point. The cold chill was blazing on me and my shoe gently began to pull out a tear. I thought about Candy and the other guys. Hopefully I made the right choice. The sun came down and I ended up in a deserted river. Slowly, I began to regain where I was and I opened my eyes in disbelief. I reached the spot where Lennie almost drowned if I didn’t save him from this river. It’s still the same as we left it, same rock, same sound as the water moves, and same smell. I sat in the nearest rock and gazed on the water. I slowly pushed forward memories beginning to fill my head. The memory where I confessed to Slim
I'm Jeffery the oxe and I recently completed the Oregon trail. In the beginning we started in Saint Louis, Missouri. We were waiting on the field for my food to grow, then I would be free fed.
I wake up to the sun shining through the window and the faint laughter from my family downstairs. It's the first day of our annual trip to Rhode Island. I lie in bed for a few moments and think about one thing. Rhode Island. I wouldn’t rather be anywhere else than here. I glance at the clock and it is only eight in the morning, but everybody is already up, enjoying breakfast, and getting ready to head to the beach. It's not supposed to rain until later in the day, so hopefully we can enjoy our day at the beach before it rains. I eventually make my way out of bed and tiptoe across the frigid wood floors and join my family downstairs. Everybody is up except my brother, Thomas.
The trip to Florida over Christmas break was unlike any other. Yes, most people would jump at the opportunity to go to Florida after a winter like we had up to that point. So, let me give you some background on why the trip. Back in July my mother in-law had an epileptic seizure that rendered her in a coma, she has not awoken from and the doctors are pushing to let her go. She has been moved 3 hours from my brother in-laws house to Georgia. Thanks to our lovely health care system, it was the only place available that could take care of her needs. Perfect timing kids are out of school and it is a good time to travel so you would think. I have been out of work
Over sixty days have passed since I left with the others from my homeland on the Mayflower, sailing along the Atlantic passageway in search of new beginnings. The journey at sea was treacherous, but not deathly, though our morale was quite shaken from the storms. The ship’s main hull was breached, but thankfully the ship remained intact for the rest of the course with just a few temporary repairs. Originally, we were headed to dock in Virginia with the other settlers, but the gales and squalls of the sea have steered our path elsewhere north amidst the land. Just shortly after we landed shore, a team was dispatched to explore where they named the area Plymouth Rock, just west of Cape Cod Bay. And now, the others and I have stepped foot on a sandy beach in this part of the New World, ready to form a fresh start.
Gone Fishing. It was an exciting day for me, and I didn’t even know what was going to happen. My grandpa came to my house and then he told my brother Luke and I that he was going to take us on a fishing trip to Canada with his friend. We were so excited when he told us I told Grandpa, “This will be the best summer vacation ever!” After he told us we went and got gear like fishing poles, rain suits and food.
My youth pastor pulled out of our church parking lot at three am in the morning loaded down with a bus full of twenty four teenagers including me. We were off at last head to Colorado Spring Colorado, little did I know, our bus was going to fall apart this very day.
Without delay, I sunk right back in the water. My doubts began coming back to me, making me realize I might of been over my head on this one, but I persisted. I reached surface again and began swimming towards the rightmost shore. It wasn’t the best journey, as I kept bobbing in and out of the water, but I managed to reach the shore. The moment I got stood back on my own feet I stood back on them as a new man; I enjoyed the danger I just experienced, besides drinking a hefty amount of lake
stood upon, was frightening. The only was to go was down. I took a deep
Outside, I lay on a picnic table and look up at the blue sky at my campsite and wait for my friends to pick me up. I text them on my stupid LG asking where they are. Noah texted me back, “We are on our way”. So I go back inside my camper to see if I got everything, and I thought I got everything. Then I hear a car pull up and I grab my phone and bag and went outside.I got in their car and Noah’s mom greeted me. Then we took off to Lake Michigan!
Imagine traveling in an eight seater SUV with your seven member family and all that luggage for twenty-five hours to the great state of Wyoming. The joy in that vehicle was through the roof, let me tell you. Everyone was all smiles and sunshine all the time! Not. These trips are always dreaded until we arrive at our destination and then once again when we have to leave and go home. My warm, fuzzy feelings for my family were not at an all-time high. On our first day in Cody, Wyoming, my parents decided to raise everyone’s morale with a seemly white water rafting trip. Let’s just say that trip did not have the intended outcome.
When I was a Child, I have never stopped wondering what it would be to fly in the sky. I had tried to jump from sofa or bed with an opened umbrella in my hand，and imagined myself as a flying bird. As I grow up, those wonderful fantasy become faded in my brain. I still like flying, and I had experience something like helicopter tour, but never a real fly. I always have the thoughts to explore life, to experience
bad as I expected it to be. The queue seemed to flow by. Like fish in
One of the most enjoyable things in life are road trips, particularly to the Colorado mountains. Getting to spend time with your family and friends, while being in a beautiful place, is irreplaceable. The fifteen-hour road trip may feel never-ending, but gazing at the mountains from afar makes life’s problems seem a little smaller and causes worries to become a thing of the past. Coming in contact with nature, untouched, is a surreal experience. My family trip to the Colorado mountains last summer was inspiring.
I was so ecstatic to go on this field trip and so was everyone else. Of course I knew why, everyone loves field trips. Everyone that had seen the one man show reported that it was impeccable performance. Furthermore, I was adrenalized because I didn’t have to do any work. Before the show, all I thought was that it would be a normal bus ride. One that would be loud, but everyone minded their own business.