Friday, October 25, 2019
The Hike Up Poly Mountain :: Descriptive Essay About A Place
The Hike Up Poly Mountain                     Our journey begins on a foggy and cool Monday morning in late   September. The group of freshman English students wait eagerly at the gate to   Poly Canyon anticipating the adventures to come. Once Professor has taken   roll and explained what is in store for the impending hike, we start walking   up a rocky path. Immediately I feel like I am in nature. I am reminded of all   the camping and hiking trips I went on as a child and I feel at peace. But   something in the sky keeps bothering me, the fog. I was expecting to be able   to stand on top of Poly Mountain and see the entire city of San Luis Obispo. I   brought my camera along hoping to take beautiful pictures of the city and send   them home to my family. But the thick fog above my head reminds me that this   probably will not happen. I try to take the ominous fog off my mind and   continue examining the land.                We walk past the dry creek bed of Brizzolara Creek and it becomes   obvious we have not had a significant amount of rainfall in months. A fellow   hiker points out several deer on the canyon side, the first sign of wildlife.   I can hear birds chirping in the distance but cannot see any because of the   dense fog. I am hit on the nose with a drop of dew falling from a Coast Live   Oak and another drop falling from a Eucalyptus tree. The air is still and the   sun remains hidden behind the fog. We walk farther into the canyon and come   across several manmade structures. A small footbridge over a gentle stream and   a rock arch inviting hikers into the hills are reminders of what man can do to   enhance natureââ¬â¢s beauty. The path gets steeper and narrower and as we climb   higher, the fog gets thicker. I am still hoping the fog will fade away enough   so that I can experience the beautiful views I was expecting.                Our hike up Poly Mountain becomes much more strenuous and we stop   every few minutes to catch our breath. We are no longer hidden underneath     					  The Hike Up Poly Mountain  :: Descriptive Essay About  A Place  The Hike Up Poly Mountain                     Our journey begins on a foggy and cool Monday morning in late   September. The group of freshman English students wait eagerly at the gate to   Poly Canyon anticipating the adventures to come. Once Professor has taken   roll and explained what is in store for the impending hike, we start walking   up a rocky path. Immediately I feel like I am in nature. I am reminded of all   the camping and hiking trips I went on as a child and I feel at peace. But   something in the sky keeps bothering me, the fog. I was expecting to be able   to stand on top of Poly Mountain and see the entire city of San Luis Obispo. I   brought my camera along hoping to take beautiful pictures of the city and send   them home to my family. But the thick fog above my head reminds me that this   probably will not happen. I try to take the ominous fog off my mind and   continue examining the land.                We walk past the dry creek bed of Brizzolara Creek and it becomes   obvious we have not had a significant amount of rainfall in months. A fellow   hiker points out several deer on the canyon side, the first sign of wildlife.   I can hear birds chirping in the distance but cannot see any because of the   dense fog. I am hit on the nose with a drop of dew falling from a Coast Live   Oak and another drop falling from a Eucalyptus tree. The air is still and the   sun remains hidden behind the fog. We walk farther into the canyon and come   across several manmade structures. A small footbridge over a gentle stream and   a rock arch inviting hikers into the hills are reminders of what man can do to   enhance natureââ¬â¢s beauty. The path gets steeper and narrower and as we climb   higher, the fog gets thicker. I am still hoping the fog will fade away enough   so that I can experience the beautiful views I was expecting.                Our hike up Poly Mountain becomes much more strenuous and we stop   every few minutes to catch our breath. We are no longer hidden underneath     					    
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