Shovel Point Research Paper
Dangling over the ice cold waves of Lake Superior with my shaking hands gripping a small ledge on Shovel Point. My family decided to take a little trip up to the north shore, camping at Tettegouche State Park, which included a day trip to Shovel Point. Our instructor, a tall man with a backpack full of water, ropes, helmets, and carabiners, met us at the ranger station. There he introduced himself with a friendly “hello”. I could I feel my heart pick up its pace as we began to walk. The walk was hot, uneven, and long. Not only was my heart beating faster because of the walk, but because I knew what the destination was. This long, grueling walk led us to Shovel Point. Shovel Point is a rocky, steep cliff overlooking Lake Superior. It was the
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Once I felt as though I could do it, I let my heart rate settle a little bit and then walked towards the daunting ledge. I looked over the ledge at the water below and had to take one step back and regroup. I was trying to drown out the members of my family who were saying things like “you can do it!”,“You’re almost there” and, “I believe in you”, but after hearing those things I realized it was much needed, it gave me a boost of confidence. I walked back to the ledge, turned my back to the open water, and faced the gigantic rock I would be attempting to climb down. I gripped my hands tightly on the cold rock and moved one foot down the side until I found a small ledge I could rest my foot on. The only thing that was going through my mind was the possibility of the rope holding my weight, preventing me from falling, could break and I would fall and hit the hard rocks below me. Hot tears were streaming down my bright red face, I was looking up at my family through my vision blurred with tears of
Once I felt as though I could do it, I let my heart rate settle a little bit and then walked towards the daunting ledge. I looked over the ledge at the water below and had to take one step back and regroup. I was trying to drown out the members of my family who were saying things like “you can do it!”,“You’re almost there” and, “I believe in you”, but after hearing those things I realized it was much needed, it gave me a boost of confidence. I walked back to the ledge, turned my back to the open water, and faced the gigantic rock I would be attempting to climb down. I gripped my hands tightly on the cold rock and moved one foot down the side until I found a small ledge I could rest my foot on. The only thing that was going through my mind was the possibility of the rope holding my weight, preventing me from falling, could break and I would fall and hit the hard rocks below me. Hot tears were streaming down my bright red face, I was looking up at my family through my vision blurred with tears of