Boat Descriptive Writing

I look out into an intimidating body of water, after a drop of sweat falls off my face from biking to this beautiful destination, known as Lake Michigan. After I scope out the frigid windy lake, I walk down the bluff to begin my journey of learning to sail alone. As I touch the sand for the first time that day, it felt like I was pushing against a hot iron. As my dad and I make our way to the boat, my dad comes across the question, "Today looks like a nice day for you to try sailing alone, do you want too?". So many thoughts begin to run through my head like I have to answer a question for a million dollars. Knowing my dad, who is short and chubby, he contains a ton of knowledge of sailing. Since sailing is not all physical but very mental, that can explain how my dad is good at the sport. I reply, "I think I'm ready." Suddenly I see a burst of joy rapidly hit my dad's face as those words fall out of my mouth. Knowing my dad is this happy to see me sail made me …show more content…
I hear noises of fellow sailors giving me pointers on what to do and the noise passes right through both my ears, like there's a hole threw my head. I slowly walk like a turtle to the boat. The tall boat stood in front of me like the Willis Tower. I begin to rig the boat and try to comprehend every word my dad tells me. Words of sailing knowledge slip out of his mouth like he's reading out of a textbook. While I set the boat up, my mindset is focused on what I'm going to do when I'm out in the water, not on how I'm going to set the boat up. Although mentally I may not be ready to do this, but to my dad I have shown physically that I'm prepared. My dad gives me the "Okay" and I head to the locker and grab the sweaty equipment I must put on before I head out on my quest. I strap on all of this equipment like an astronaut puts on his space suit. After I grab the equipment, I shut the locker and head down to the