I will never forget that encounter the intense sun, the endless horizon, the infinite shades of blue that dissolved any boundary between sky and trees.The views were like swimming into a kaleidoscope, deceptively plain "Lake Winaukee" sign on the outside, but a show of colors on the inside, waiting to shock and, mesmerize me. Those colors! Sails on the horizon covered the lake; streaks of sunlight illuminated them, the swaying wildlife creating a dance of rhythm. Beautiful, preserved life synchronizing every movement with the camp sight creating one living entity. As I finish my 15 minutes of observations at camp, I realized I was ready for my first padded practice of the year. My parents have kept me occupied with many extra …show more content…
Football has been my favorite sport since I could run. Running free in the grass with friends and family made me appreciate the the quality of life I was blessed to have. Senior year of high school I went from league champions to below .500 records. Lake Winaukee was where the team would prep and practice for the upcoming season. As a senior, I felt I was obliged to help my team win football games and the place we could create chemistry was Lake Winaukee. The second I was on the field I knew my team had the game won. All I could see around me was a group of men ready for war. I couldn’t be more ready for my last home opener so after I did what I do when the unexplainable happens, accept it. I ran to the 45 to the 35 to the 20, hoping to find the kick returner. 8 months waiting for this moment all the sweat, pain, 100 degree sun beaming UV rays to my face. I kept going for the guy next to me performing to the best to his ability. Success was the result of all the hard relentless work done throughout June into August. I acknowledged that my team had a good group of seniors who were high character student-athletes I spent most of childhood with.Ultimately finishing with a record of 3 wins and 7 loses taught me many lessons on becoming a better person and
My favorite places all have one thing in common, time seems to slow down when I’m there. One such place is Sebago Lake, specifically, during sunrise. Every year my family visits Sebago one week during summer, and on the second day, my dad and I wake early to put our boat in the water. On that morning I have to get dressed in the dark. I pad downstairs, grab a box of cereal, and hustle out to the truck where my dad waits, the boat trailer hooked to the back.
Even though we lost, that final moment that I jogged off the field, every one of my teammates smiled, and gave me a high five. As I gathered my things, I went over to my family. “You did an amazing job for your first time!” They all say in unison. Making it seem like it was rehearsed.
The season started and I felt caged as I watched my teammates take the field through a chain link fence. Our first game came and went, but I never left the dugout; then
From my cultural understanding of Lake Okeechobee, my imagination had conjured up swampy, reedy, you better have a fan boat, alligator infested waters. Cruising along the canal on the east side of the lake, there was very little swamp and plenty of wide-open land. Not at all what I expected for the interior of Florida. I wondered if maybe this was because it was a canal, instead of a natural river, and once we got out to the lake and river on the other side it would look more like I anticipated. I suspected it’s
The final carry of half a mile from Portage to Blackstone Lake was made with difficulty by groping our way through the dense woods in the dark, and we gladly betook ourselves at once to the hospitable mansion of logs of the settler on the shore of Blackstone Lake. The cabin being  duly “smudged,” all turned in and slept soundly till awakened by the musical notes of the early rising mosquitoes. A net worn over our heads both night and day contributed largely to our comfort, though no such device will keep out the microscopic sand fly. Oil of pennyroyal and tar, etc., did pretty well, but the net is the best for blackflies and mosquitoes. The mosquitoes appear to thrive particularly there, and we were invited to believe that in a neighboring beaver meadow their hum was such as to
As I talked to one of my friends on the shore of Timberwolf Lake, I had a realization that changed my life forever. Timberwolf Lake is a Young Life camp in Northern Michigan that I attended the summer after my sophomore year. One of my friends was having a hard time in life and needed someone to talk to. While talking to him and making him feel better, it also made me feel better. It was then that I realized that I can make a difference in the world by make others lives more prosperous and more enjoyable. I wanted to make the world a better place than when I came into it.
“Big Lakes, get over here!’’ Locks exclaimed. “I’m coming, I just have to grab some logs for the fire.” Big Lakes said, while kneeling down next to the woven oval houses. “Okay, just hurry up.
A few weeks ago, I hit the surface of a lake while going forty miles per hour. It all started when we made the one and a half hour trip up to Bartlett lake. When we arrived, we promptly proceeded to unload everything from the small trailer. The trailer felt like it was two hundred feet long because unloading took forever. We then searched for flashlights and lanterns so we could see in the dark.
Hello! Yes I am doing well and had been travelling a lot recently. I am going to Big Bear Lake in CA this weekend with a couple friends. Time to ski! haha
The first time I went to Hunting Island in South Carolina I knew that this was just the kind of vactaion I would always adore. The sun was warm on my face, and bright enough to make me squint. I would have been fine without sunglasses, but the tan-white sand reflected the brilliance into my eyes, so I put them on. It glared on the water, creating sparkling pathways of diamonds. The sky and the ocean were so blue it was hard to tell where the sea ended and the heavens began.
Lake Cumberland is a best-loved place to go for vacation mostly because of all the memories created there, but my favorite trip there was when we went camping this past summer. Since summer was ending and there was a three day weekend, my family decided to camp at the lake. Friday after school my mom, dad, sister and I drove down to Kentucky with the boat and stayed at a hotel, so the next day it would only take about an hour and a half to get to the dock. That hour and a half is a lot better than six hours from our house! Once we got down to the dock, we payed and took everything out of the truck and put it in the boat, then everyone but my dad had to get in the boat and my dad backed it down the ramp.
One day I went to a lake with my family they where having a corn hole tournament, chili cook off, and a car show, the first people that me and my mom played where Blade and Brandon me and my mom lost after we lost I went over to the chili cook off and tasted some. My favorite was a guy who had a really hot chili. then I went to a car auction my favorite car was a really nice muscle car It was black with with a white stripe going down the hood.
Formerly I was a little kid walking out on the field as a manager for Breckenridge's varsity football team I fell in love with the game. Ever since then the football field has been my home away from home. When I show up to the wet dewy grass on early summer mornings for workouts a smile as big as the sun appears on my face. It’s not just the game of football that
As there were ten minutes before the game we kept on doing the drills until I heard my coach announcing the starting lineup. I heard my name being announced so I prepared myself to go to the field. I could already see the trophy as it was in a table. As I walked in the field I could smell the trimmed grass and could hear my teammates say “we got this.”
I stepped off of the minuscule plane at about 6:00 pm, and I quickly waited in the frigid cold for my bags to be unloaded. I'd been begging my mom for a trip to Lake Clark in Port Alsworth, Alaska ever since 4 years ago when she told me the story how she read about the parks establishment on December 2nd, 1980 when she was only 10 years old. She told me about the history of the Athabascan people who had made Lake Clark their home so many years ago. My mother also told me about the icy flowing waters and the diverse group of animals who make Lake Clark their home. I've been looking forward to coming to this beauty for the past 3 months ever since my mom had finally agreed to let me go.