Descriptive Essay On A Lake Billy Chinook

Glittering sunlight bathed the world below it in shades of gold. The smell of stagnant water and juniper lingered in the air. Gleaming water flowed into Lake Billy Chinook from the Dechutes, Crooked and Metolius. All mixing together to form a long ended valley full of ultramarine agua that was often much too cold to swim in; But I did not care. Splash. Euphonious sounds of laughter and boat engines running rings through the valley, bringing nothing but a colossal smile much too large for my face. Towering hills encircled the long ended lake before me. The in-submersible docks soared in its watery domain. The aged wood creaked and cracked with every step I took. Bright red flip-flops, shielding my feet from the slivers and splinters the wood would provide below me, flapped against the rolling baby blue cooler being trailed behind me. Towels dyed in brilliant yellows and pinks brimmed the dazzling turquoise beach tote that I grasped in my left hand. …show more content…
But there is one I was looking for in particular. My family and I paraded ourselves down the 200 feet of dock dawning our flip-flops and swimsuit cover ups just as a model would flaunt their newly designed garments on the runway. Often laughing and talking as the five of us made our way to the special boat. At last we reached our destination. A silver and navy blue 1980-something pontoon boat floating in the slip right smack in the middle of the second to last dock in the marina. The blue and grey freckled carpet looked cracked and hard from years of usage. The off-white and baby blue seats looked worn but cozy. It was the utmost beautiful sight to see on that occasion. I placed the tote on the bobbing fun-o-craft weighing the nose of it down closer to the