ipl-logo

Personal Narrative: My Experience At Fort Peck Lake

819 Words4 Pages
bulb-icon

Recommended: Life after finishing school

“This is going to be torture” Complaining to my dad as we were driving to Fort Peck Lake. “There is no signal and there will be nothing to do for the three days we will be there.” I knew that the normal things I did each day I could not do there. In addition to no cell service, there was also only public bathrooms, no showers, all of the water had to be brought in, and worst of all, there was no available electricity. This was backwater country even for Montana. The minute I reached the lake I felt a sense of isolation as I realized that I would be stuck in this unappealing country. I climbed out of the car and explored the campsite. The shoreline was scattered with the occasional skeleton of a fish that was unlucky enough to be caught by …show more content…

I got up at eight o’clock and went with my dad to go fishing on my uncles boat. One hour into fishing, I made one of my favorite catches. It was around ten o’clock in the morning, and on the boat there was my uncle, my dad, and my grandpa. It all began when my grandpa got a bite and so he was struggling as he was reeling in his fish. Since my pole was near his in the water, I was told to reel my line in so that it would not tangle with my grandpa’s. When I began to reel it in there was far more slack than usual. On the other hand, my grandpa was having a real hard time reeling in his fish. As we both reeled in more and more both of our lines came up as tangled so we had to untangle both lines while trying to keep my grandpa’s fish still on the line. By the time my Grandpa could see the fish on the end of the line, he noticed that my line was on the end of his and that beyond his fish there was a large shadow in the water. Once my uncle got my line untangled from my grandpa’s line I felt all of the slack I had disappeared. There was something really strong at the end of the line and whatever it was did not want to be pulled to the surface. Thankfully, my grandpa had gotten his fish out of the water and so I had all of the room to get the fish into the boat. When I started to fight the fish, he had been close to the boat because by grandpa had been unknowingly reeling in both of our fish. A few minutes later, the fish reached the boat and everyone got to see the massive striped bass that I caught. The best part of the catch was that I did not have to do all of the work for a great fish and my grandpa had to reel in two fish and his own fish happened to be a trash fish. I kept the fish and had it for dinner the following

Show More
Related
368 Words | 2 Pages

In this article, “Gentrification”, by Sherman Alexie, the author tells a story about his neighborhood. The authors story was one where he thought he was doing the right thing but yet once he had done it, he did not feel good about it at all. The author shows how there is still racism in America and that can change the way people see things. The author shows this through a personal story that happened awhile back.

Read More
1123 Words | 5 Pages

The days were hot and humid while the nights were cold and because they had very limited clothing, they had to sleep in their wet clothes. A lot of the men cut holes in their pants to stop from having to go for constant toilet breaks because of how bad the dysentery was. While most of the men would try to keep a positive attitude and make jokes with each other, there were many reports of soldiers deserting their post because of how terrified they were. Countless men suffered serious trauma during and after the campaign, some would break down while walking the

Read More
696 Words | 3 Pages

Life at Valley Forge Brave, have no fear of someone or something. American soldiers represent bravery. The huts of the soldiers were very long and wide. The fireplace was in acceptable condition. No beds in the huts just straw and mud.

Read More
442 Words | 2 Pages

Every fisherman out there would like more tips for bass fishing . Catching a huge bass can be one of the most rewarding experiences you will ever have. But Bass can be a bit finicky and difficult to catch at times. And using the wrong techniques will only ensure an empty stringer. The following quick tips for bass fishing should help you put more fish in the boat and give you the confidence you need to get out there and fish.

Read More
334 Words | 2 Pages

Today, I finally reached 24204-24358 County Road 54, Greeley, CO 80631. I walked the remaining 5.37 miles there, taking 5 hours 58 min at .9 mph, and was finally safe from radiation. After walking 54.37 miles northeast from the melted down nuclear facility, my plan was to head south to Colorado Springs and get weapons and ammo from Peterson Air Base. This would provide me with weapons to not only defend myself, but also to hunt for food in the future in Hunting Areas. This was a sustainable plan that would not allow me to depend on stores that would eventually run out of food after a certain amount of days.

Read More
443 Words | 2 Pages

After a while of driving the boat looking for a spot to fish, we found a spot. The spot was perfect , and we were fishing in fifteen feet of water on a weed edge. Then, we put our rigs down. We were using Lindy rigs with a leech and started fishing. Then, my grandpa's drag started screaming -- he had a fish!

Read More
568 Words | 3 Pages

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.

Read More
940 Words | 4 Pages

I look down, I have a body, but why does it feel so peculiar. The last thing I remember is dying at the French & Indian war. I start walking, all I see are woods. I keep on walking for what feels like miles, until I find a colony. I start walking through the streets, there aren’t many people outside.

Read More
341 Words | 2 Pages

It has been 3 days since our triumphant victory at Gettysburg, however it came at a great cost. The battle of Gettysburg could only be defined under the meaning of massacre. I am Indebted to the lord for carrying me out of this battlefield alive and well. I’m surprised that I still carry all my limbs and most importantly my life. Sergeant has reported that there were over twenty-three thousand casualties in the union army, however we dealt a considerable blow to our opposition as well giving the Confederate forces a loss of twenty-eight thousand healthy soldiers.

Read More
590 Words | 3 Pages

The 6:00 am alarm rings. I do not budge. 10 minutes pass. 15 minutes pass. 30 minutes pass.

Read More
969 Words | 4 Pages

A Montana Fishing Trip As we walked down to the river, the birds were making a whistling noise, and it was quite annoying because the birds were so loud Will and I could barely hear each other. When we were walking down to the river on a rock that was on the path was a famous quote from Muhammad Ali and it was about the river and it said “Rivers, Ponds, Lakes, and Streams - they all have different names, but they all contain water. Just as religions do - they all contain truths.”

Read More
915 Words | 4 Pages

I arrived at town about 30 minutes later and I was quite exhausted from the day but knew my work was not finished. I got off and first went to the local fisherman and found one of my good friends that I trade with. Him and myself stirred up a nice conversation about what each of us had caught that day and how the fish were on the river. He gave me 50 dollars for my 5 catfish and then I moved on the short walk to the local lumber yard to give up my 9 logs which I had helped carry and I managed to acclaim 100 dollars for my ever so nice logs. I happened to run into some more good friends and then I continued to get to my raft where I would happen to take another half hour nap until I heard another skift pass me.

Read More
399 Words | 2 Pages

I was so delighted that see that and wanted to catch my own. Then my brother's friend started to catch fish too and I was about to crack. I tried to keep myself calm and was saying to myself that I'm going to catch a fish. The clock was ticking, hours passing by and I wasn't catching anything.

Read More
1014 Words | 5 Pages

Notably, fishing is not measured by the number of fish caught, but rather the challenge and satisfaction that comes with it. If you have had a busy week at the office or in your home, fishing can help clear your mind. Also, if you are tired of your habitual action or monotony, consider fishing to refresh your memory.

Read More
810 Words | 4 Pages

I pulled back and had the fish hooked. I knew it had to be a big fish because it was hard to reel in. After about 25 or 30 minutes the fish was almost at the doc. Then I started to pull it out of the water and that’s when I realized it was a shark. The shark was about two feet long and weighed 45 pounds.

Read More

More about Personal Narrative: My Experience At Fort Peck Lake

Related Topics

Open Document