The Lake
It was early July and my friend Chad and I decided to join his family at the lake.
Chad’s family was already up at the lake, and had some extra room in the condo. So we
figured, what the hell, we could go for some boating. Right.
The lake the only about a two-hour drive away. We were driving in Chad’s
father’s convertible sports car, so the drive was quite pleasant. We drove through
twisting canyons and long straight roads going just slightly over the speed limit. We
arrived at our destination at record-breaking time, which didn’t seem to make his parents
too happy. Along with Chad’s family, which consists of four brothers and one sister,
were some neighbor friends of theirs and their five-year-old son Nick. The rest of the
day was spent miniature golfing and playing catch with Chad’s little brothers.
On the following morning we went with Chad’s parents to rent the boat. We got
the boat and loaded it up with the gear. We broke the family into groups so each one
could have their own time on the boat. Our group was the one that wanted to ski, wake
board, ride on the tube, and throw each other off the tube. The other group consisted of
people that either didn’t want to ski or were too young. All the younger kids were in this
group. Our group was the first to have the boat. We spent hours and hours out on the
lake and had an awesome time, even though I got one of the worst sunburns in my life.
We returned with the boat so the other group could take their turn. As the second group
left on the boat we decided to just go lounge in the swimming pool.
After about a half-hour, Chad’s mom came running in and said they had an
accident with the boat and that little Nick was knocked unconscious. We ran from the
pool to see what exactly happened. Chad’s sister told us that another boat was traveling
way too fast in the no-wake zone while not paying attention and struck the front of
our boat. When the boats collided it took everyone a few minutes to notice that Nick was
lying face down on the floor of the boat. Panic arose when his mother noticed him lying
there motionless. It turned out the other boat actually hit this little boy in the head when
with one another. During the winter they would move near the water because of large schools of
They then got in the boat and Edwin started it up and backed up from the bay.
We sat there for a few more minutes then I got up and yelled for everyone to get ready to start moving again. I donned my pack and tightened the straps, and after making sure everyone else was ready, started off down the winding trail to the night’s campsite.
survives. And he floated to an island where he was captured for days, but to us
I tossed my bow in the bed of the truck and took off and headed to the elk farm. Me and kevin were talking about fishing next summer and how we were going to go every other week. We really got to talking about bowhunting a lot to next year. It was making me smile when i heard that he was going to take me with him anywhere when he can.The next thing i knew was we were at the elk farm ready to kill some deer.
“CRASH”!!! A gargantuan wave appeared and thrashed against the boat causing the boat to flip upside down, leaving Scoot trapped inside and Sully helpless. “Life isn’t fair” as Sully cried out in horror hoping that it would have been him instead!
People rode on top of inflatable beach toys, rubber rafts and even air mattresses. They swam through the rising waters to safety. Others simply waded through the water on foot. They filled plastic trash bags with their belongings to keep them dry.
So we headed back up to camp with our flashlights tight in our hand. When we made it up we all went to bed, the parents slept in a cabin and all five kids slept in a large tent besides my little sister who begged to sleep with my mom and
When we got on the other side of the lake we got the fishing poles, minnows and gas. We had to take the gas to put in the boat motor. It was a one mile walk to get to the other lake. When we got to the lake we put the fishing tackle in the boat and then we went and started fishing for lake trout. We had to put two hundred feet of string down with a minnow on it. We had the minnow on a hook called a cow bell, it had bright neon color beads on it so the fish were able to see it in that dark water. We each were allowed to catch and keep 3 fish. I caught 2, Luke caught 3, Grandpa caught 3 and Grandpa’s friend caught 3. Then we started back to the cabin to have the fish
“Where should we go?” asked Olivia. We all took a vote and the rapids won because the worst case scenario, we would tip over. Unlike in the waterfall where we would all go down the fall, and possibly get hurt at the bottom. We started on the rapids, Reilly and her Dad were the first ones to fall and their canoe floated past us, then her dad, then Reilly herself. They eventually got to the bank and climbed up. Then my dad went down, he immediately grabbed onto the bank so he wasn’t that wet. I knew that Olivia and I were going to go down. Our canoe tipped and we fell in the middle of the river like how Reilly had. We floated until we could swim our way to the bank. Once we climbed up the bank, we were greeted by Reilly, her dad and my dad.
the hood came off the boat. Our protective shield was removed and we were shoved into
...re are fifty boats in our race, and we got third, now that's not too bad for a busted fin." This did not seem to help, however, as there was no apparent response. "I don't know about you all, but after this, it just makes me want to bust by butt during the off-season to come back here in the Spring and kill them all!" Slowly, but surely, everyone's heads raised. I realized that this was not the end at all. We made a pact to work our hardest to come back in the Spring and win out as much as possible. As the commotion settled, Chris quieted us down, "Okay, come on guys." He put his hand in the middle of the circle. We all followed his lead. "We will not let an unfortunate accident get in our way! We will not settle for third place!" With that we all threw our hands up into the air. I looked around and smelled the breeze. Suddenly it was the best feeling in the world.
It was in July, and we wanted to go camping. I asked my dad if we could go up to our family's cabin in Elk Springs, which is near Montrose. He agreed, so Chase, Tyler and I, all sixteen years old, packed our stuff and were ready to go camping. With excitement, we jumped into Chase's truck, and took off to the woods.
The next morning me and a friend that I had met locally. Decided to go
We then would race each other back to the campsite where Nancy had breakfast waiting for us. Me, Alicia, Nancy, and her little brother David would all gather around the picnic table for breakfast and engulf our food, jubilant to go to the beach and for our camping trip to officially begin.