Life Is Better at the Lake When I was 8, my family took a trip to Alaska for two weeks to experience the breathtaking nature that Alaska has to offer--and I hated it! We went hiking through forests and by streams. My thoughts on this--boring! We went dog sledding on a glacier and 8 year old me thought: “It’s too cold!” We took a trip up a mountain to see moose, bears, and caribou, but again all I could think was “boring!” I didn’t want to see nature, I wanted to be on the cruise ship playing in the pool or arcade. At this point in my life I hadn’t started my love affair with nature, but the seeds had been planted. Now I would love to go back and experience that Alaska trip again and truly enjoy the landscape around me, but I fear it won’t be as beautiful and that glacier won’t be as big as it was 10 …show more content…
I have been around nature and a culture that appreciates it since I was little. Growing up in Minnesota, it’s hard to not get wrapped up in “lake life” and weekends at the cabin. “Life is better at the lake” is a common phrase that adorns many cabin walls in Minnesota. My love of lakes started at the summer camp I attended for 9 years as a kid in the central lakes region of Minnesota. All of my favorite activities centered on the gorgeous, clean, and clear lake that the camp was situated on. I loved to sail, canoe, wakeboard, water ski, and basically any other activity you can imagine on a lake. Lower Whitefish Lake, where the camp is located, is a very clean lake with amazing clarity. I could jump in for a swim and come out feeling like I just took a shower in water as clean as tap water. We even used the lake as a shower a few times using biodegradable soap after a dirty day of playing in the mud pond that the camp had in the woods. I can’t imagine life without these clean and beautiful lakes to use for recreation, so it is also my job to protect these
The lake itself plays a major role throughout the story, as it mirrors the characters almost exactly. For example, the lake is described as being “fetid and murky, the mud banks glittering with broken glass and strewn with beer cans” (125). The characters are also described as being “greasy” or “dangerous” several times, which ties the lake and the characters together through their similarities. The narrator explains, “We were bad. At night we went up to Greasy Lake” (124). This demonstrates the importance that the surroundings in which the main characters’ choose to be in is extremely important to the image that they reflect. At the beginning of the story, these characters’ images and specifically being “bad” is essentially all that mattered to them. “We wore torn up leather jackets…drank gin and grape juice…sniffed glue and ether and what somebody claimed was cocaine” (124). They went out of their ...
"Once More to the Lake," by E.B. White is a short story in which White recalls his annual summer vacations to the lake, and in turn develops a conflict within himself regarding the static and dynamic characteristics of this lake, and their relation to the changes that White himself is experiencing as he is growing older. When White takes his son to the lake, he comes to the sharp realization that certain aspects of both the lake and himself are different, and with a sense of reminiscence, White takes us from the time his father first took him to the lake, and tells the new story of his most recent visit when he is no longer a boy, but a father, showing his son this "holy place" for the very first time. Throughout the story, White comments on how many of the elements of the lake have changed, and how other things have stayed constant with the passage of time.
There is no better feeling in this world than to be outdoors with nature, especially when there are numerous activities to dabble in. Often times people take for granted the sentimental value that they can experience by simply walking through a park. God created the Earth to be beautiful and peaceful, and people need to keep it that way. I have always shared a love of the outdoors with my dad and my brother. We have gone on numerous camping, hiking, fishing, and star-gazing trips ever since I can remember. It was no surprise to me when my dad decided to buy a lake house on Hyco Lake, right outside of Roxboro. We got a really good deal on the house, so my dad decided that Hyco Lake was the perfect spot.
Buckeye Lake is a very important place to a lot of people in central Ohio. After the Ohio Canal was shut down in 1894 the lake became a state park, with the lake itself covering 4000 acres and having thirty miles of shoreline (Buckeye Lake, para. 12). The lake became a vacation spot for families across central Ohio, looking for a day or weekend of leisure, earning it the nickname “Playground of Ohio”, a place close to home where they could swim and play in the water. It became even more popular when cottages, hotels, businesses, and even an amusement park starting popping up along the banks of the
Welcome to Lake Martin. Lake Martin is where many people come to spend time with their families and to relax. This lake is known for the Martin Dam and former/current coach's own land or a house on the lake. On the lake you can do many fun things such as spend time on the water and where to eat lunch and dinner after a long day out on the water.
White directs his essay at an anonymous audience. Read by children, it is yet another “when I was your age” story, but to an adult or parent he is quite successful in provoking old forgotten memories. The author assumes his audience will, at least somewhat, empathize with him. White describes his surroundings so well that one needs no prior knowledge of the lake to feel as though they are truly there. He thoroughly describes the sights, discussing the woods around the cabin, the cool and motionless lake, the cottages sprinkled on the shore, the old farmhouse where the campers gather to dine. White also ...
The water is deep yet dense with seaweed. Tree stumps lay patiently at the bottom of the clear water waiting for kids, who think they’re Jacques Cousteau, to discover with a mask and snorkel. Canoeing is the most exercise you’ll get off Kosoag Lake. To canoe across the entire lake would only take thirty minutes or so. Or one can paddle for a good 10 minutes and reach the only bar within miles of the winding, motor home populated, dead deer ridden roads: Kosoag Lake Inn. And this where it all began, or where it all ended.
A quaint aroma of pure harmony and happiness is abroad the marvelous lake designed by years of change. It is a therapeutic retreat hidden from the world we entertain. Soft winds caress your neck as one nears the out-lying woods that surround this satisfaction achieved dwelling. As soon as the beautiful trees with fall colors start to dispel their leaves, it is as if a blanket is covering the forest for a nice nap. There is a road with winding turns, telescopic mountain passageways, and marvelous tunnels to enter the lake.
By the age of 16 I had traveled to 41 different states, the Bahamas and experienced numerous American traditions. With all of that experience under my belt, I had never experienced anything quite like Yellowstone. I have never seen more beauty in my life it made me realize how simple and flat Ohio is. It was the beauty of the national park that I realized the importance of going away from home and truly being inspired by what nature has to offer. I think that every person who gets the chance should travel to a national park and even if you don’t get to experience the park quite like I did find a place to sit and just watch, you will soon realize just how stunning the planet
POSSIBLE BEAUTIFICATION STRATEGIES: <> Providing gardens and jogging track around the lake < > Soft and hard landscaping with seating arrangements <> Town-hall for recreational activities <> Access roads to the lake LITERATURE REVIEW <> How to create a socially active space. <> Connecting waterbody with urban development.
What a great place to play games during those long cold northern winters. The family owned a mile of lake frontage, which included two beaches, a sandbar, a cranberry bog, and numerous docks for diving and boating. A playground fit for a prince. Most children would grow up looking for
Creative writing Calling from the lake. I used to have a little sister, Ariella. We were very close growing up, even though she was thirteen and I was seventeen, we always looked out for each other. She would make sure I was ok
Some of my most cherished childhood memories revolve around a lake. Back in the late 70's, my mother spent her summers on the shores of Long Lake in Saskatchewan; she and her friends running wild as their grown-out bowl-cuts. When her mother, my grandmother, sold the family cottage after the death of my grandfather, we lost a place of sentimental value and mourned it's loss sincerely. Ever since we've been in constant search of a place by the water to spend our summers. Often times this means sharing rentals with friends, camping out in the slightly damp basements of various relatives, even pitching tents near the waterfront; anything to get the feeling of a summer at the lake.
I’ve been on many backpacking trips in my life, ever since I could walk I was camping with my dad and brother. There will always be special places with memories I have from these trips, like Rabbit Ears, the first place I ever backpacked, or Lost Creek wilderness, a place I’ve backpacked in several times in different years with many different memories on it’s own. However, the best and most memorable trip would be my trip to Parika Lake.
Numbers are generally categorized into sets that share similar, distinct characteristics. These may be that they are all even or all odd, or even simply just real. The transcendental numbers are in essence another way to categorize a particular set of numbers. To understand what numbers the transcendentals encompass it must first be understood what they do not. To start there are the natural numbers, which can be found through counting, none of these are transcendental.