Four Wheeling I've been four wheeling since I was about three. Id say its pretty fun when you're not busy crashing. My favorite thing about four wheeling is having the wind blow in my face, it makes me feel free in a way. When i'm with my family four wheeling nothing can stop us so you better watch out. My best experience while riding a four wheeler was when I was about nine my grandpa and my four year old sister were together on one four wheeler and I was on my own we were riding down the road when my grandpa said “ Aryona do you want to go down there?” i was a little scared at first, but he told me it would be okay, so i said “yes.” Once we got down there I was happy I decided to go because It was awesome! One of my favorite things about …show more content…
I lost my shoes that night to cause they fell off in the lake so my mom had to make me some it was pretty funny. I wouldn't say it was the best experience, but it sure wasn't the worst. Now for the funny part, Some of my worst experiences. i was about eleven so not that long ago we were down in the racetrack area we had found and we hadn't been there for a while and noticed there was a hill of rocks about four feet high so we decided to ride up them because it was flat on the top. I was scared like normal, so my grandpa said “ why don't you go ahead and do the throttle?” I was okay with that so I got ready my grandpa was behind me ready to steer and right when I pushed the throttle I pushed just a little too much and we tipped the four wheeler on top of us, we were crushed between the rocks and the four wheeler for about ten minutes and now when I run I think that's why my knee messes up all the time cause I got a rock stuck in it. Another experience is I was riding my sister around I was ten, she was five I had her up front so she would be safe and we pulled into the driveway because i needed a drink. We stopped and my mom got us a drink, I was turned around talking to my grandpa on the four wheeler no one was paying attention to my sister and while we were talking she pressed the throttle and we crashed into the
I love riding four wheelers. I also love to adventure so I guess you could say my character trait is being adventurous. I’ve been riding my whole life, you think I’m kidding but my mom even rode four wheelers when she was pregnant with me so yeah. I got my very first four wheeler when I was three and I rode it till I was nine, but then I wanted to ride with the big boys or girls or whatever. When I was ten I got Yamaha blaster two hundred. It was my first manual transmission four wheeler. It was also a fixer upper, so I restored it to original condition and learned valuable knowledge along the way. So now I know a lot about four wheelers. When I got done fixing it it was a lot better than before. So I figured I was ready to learn how ride a
I'm going to tell you about the time me and my buddy Jacob jumped the Port Republic railroad tracks. It was a bright summer day, and me and Jacob were on our way to the junk yard looking for lost treasure. We spent about 1 hour, or 2 in the junk yard looking for a brush gaurd and anything else we could find to fit my old truck. We ended up not finding anything, but it was a fun time finding old stuff that hadn't been touched in years. Anyways we left the yard and started to head back home, but we weren't just cruising we were flying about 85 or 90 down a 55 mph road. We came across these railroad tracks that were pretty elevated, but the best thing was that there was no cars around. The first jump we were probably going about 25 to 30 playing
Four-wheeler riding with a part of my family, I realized how crazy my dad could be. Leaving the others behind, my cousin Brittany and I hurried through the woods trying to compete with my dad. When I finally caught up with my dad, my four wheeler came to a complete stop. My dad instructed me to let my cousin drive my four-wheeler and ride with him. When I climbed onto the four-wheeler with my dad, we waited for my mom and sister to catch up. Then we raced through the mud with my mom and sister trailing us, my dad stopped and did doughnuts in the mud getting mud all over
I was born and raised on snowmobiles. I remember times when I would fall asleep in front of my parents and, being able to ride by myself when I was 5 till now. All the trips my family has been on in four states and we are talking about going to the mountains this year. Being able to ride around here with all my friends see who can go the biggest jump.
I remember it like it was yesterday, my family took our first trip to Six Flags Great America. I was around seven years old and terrified by everything around me. The roller coasters were like brobdingnagian snakes that twisted throughout the entire park. My first rollercoaster changed my life forever. I was barely the required 48”, and my dad sat me down on American Eagle. Before the ride I was sobbing, yelling, and scared out of my mind. The lift hill had to be the longest moments of my life. We climbed up the 127’ slower than I thought possible, and then it happened. The car crested over the first hill, and the expression on my face couldn't have changed more. I went from a terrified and mortified child, to a boy who was on top of the world. The feeling of falling down the hill, then climbing up another and entering a helix and the some more
The car ride was reduced to complete silence. My head was turned towards the window, longing to be anywhere but there. I noticed the road curve in the distance, the thick trees swaying in the wind, and the sky turn dark ominous shades of blue. My thoughts drifted but always seemed to be pulled back to our problems. Was it my fault? No it couldn't be. Whenever your temper got out of hand you pinned it on me. Yet somehow I was always left with the feeling the overwhelming feeling of guilt for resenting you. It was like a constant tug a war between forgiveness or refusing to accept your behavior. I glanced over at you, driving with one hand on the wheel, the other resting against your head. Your jaw was clenched tightly and you had that crease
My very first ride on a roller coaster was on the eleventh best roller coaster in the world. Even though this first ride scared me tremendously, it has taught me that life has many ups and downs that can jerk you around; you just have to hold on and enjoy the
Have you ever been to Kings Island? Well I have. I went a year ago and it was really fun. I went with my older sister, my older cousin, and my cousin that is the same age as me. Kings Island is an amusement park in Ohio. I LOVED this trip. My cousins, my sister, and I went on many, I mean many, roller coasters. We also went on other rides and water rides.
I know you tired of taking me places all the time and picking me up. Interrupting your busy schedule. I can’t fix all your problems but I can fix a couple. Mom and Dad I would like to work on getting license and a car, but I can’t do it on my own. This makes life easier for you and me. I know it’s all a long process.
But, there was no turning back. The bumps of the wooden roller coaster made me very car-sick. I eventually got used to the feeling and threw my hands in the air. The ride was absolutely marvelous! After the ride was over I was a bit dizzy, but soon my head cleared up. I talked and talked about it for hours until my father took me to ride the Super Duper Looper. I had a splendid time at Hershey Park and I’m glad I decided that I was going to ride my first roller coaster. To this day I ride coasters with my dad all the time, it's our favorite thing to
It was on a Friday afternoon when we purchased the car we have today. My mom had thought it was time for a new vehicle, so we went to this place in San Juan next to Audi called Acura Rgv. When I got off and saw all the beautiful blues, whites and grays
We picked the Renegade, an old Wild West themed ride. I was kind-of scared because it was my first time riding a roller coaster. The roller coaster went up very slowly. When we got to the top, the roller coaster shot down really fast and turned slightly so that it felt like you would fall. I was terrified. Looking back in retrospect, the roller coaster is not as scary as it seemed. It was one of the best days of my life!
About a month before my eleventh birthday, I went roller skating with my mom, my aunt, and my cousin. I was quite the adventure seeker at that age and liked to skate as fast as I could. Well, of course, I fell. Not only did I fall, but I ended up with a cast on my left wrist for a month.
My parents still tell me stories when my brother and I would fall asleep riding with them. When I was five I got a Mini Z 120 that was the best thing a five-year-old could get and let me tell you I rode the daylights out of that. I only hit two trees and one pickup and the house two times, dad was never happy about that, but then again I was only five. Then when I got older I would
I often think of Robert Frost’s phrase, “I took the road less traveled by” when brushing against dirt, rocks, or grass on a trail. While following a single stretch of a path, whether that road leads in a curve or in a straight line, I notice a myriad of branches to trails that I normally classify as detours. Is that what Robert Frost means when he says he traveled a road less traveled by others?