Creative Writing: The Roar Of The Water

The Roar of the Water It was a cold and foggy morning; Dylan was awakened by the beam of the sun in the distance, peaking over the canyons across the river. The sand was cold beneath his sleeping bag. He could feel that the first lair of the sleeping bag was wet due to the precipitation that occurred over night. As he crawled out of his sleeping bag, the exposure of his bare skin to the air brought an instant chill to his body. The remainder of the group began to awaken and arise to the crisp smell of sizzling bacon that began to wonder through the camp. A big breakfast was a necessity for the day that was ahead. Twenty three miles down the great roaring waters of the Yampa River between the canyons. As the rest of the group finished breakfast Dylan’s stomach became full with the sweet fillings of …show more content…
The river was seemingly endless. The journey began in a slow fashion with very calm waters. Dylan’s boat consisted of 5 others, one of which was the captain, along with 5 other boats in the group. The middle of the boat was tightly compacted with a one week worth of supplies that took up the majority of the space. He was surprised by the small amount of area that was designated to sitting. His feet were squished underneath the front flaps of the boat in order to restrain himself from falling out while going through rapids. The breeze was cold in the early morning as the journey began making the temperatures very uncomfortable between the canyons. The water was chilling as it struck the side of the boat and splashed along the backside of Dylan’s back, sending shivers down his spine. The first few hours only contained small and quick rapids that the group would pass through with ease and mainly slow flowing water that the crew would sit and relax through. At noon Dylan and the crew pulled off onto a sandy area to break and scout the first real rapid. Everyone hiked up