by Becky (written in the mid 1980s while in elementary school)
My special place is White Lake. White Lake is a place where we go camping every summer. These are some of the reasons why this is my special place.
My favorite spot at White Lake is the beach. At the beach I can see Mount Chocorua's peak in the background and at night I can see the sun set behind the mountain in the west. Also the water is very clear and it has a shallow, white, sandy bottom.
While we're at the beach, we go to the snack bar and buy fried dough. The fried dough is greasy, sweet, fattening and delicious. The smell of the snack bar makes me want to spend my money.
On the way back from the beach, we take a trail called the "Indian Trail". On the Indian Trail we hear the bull frogs croaking loudly and sometimes we even catch tadpoles the size of golf balls. We can hear the ghost-like shriek of the loons that live on the lake.
These are just a few of the reasons why I look forward to my summer vacation at White Lake.
|Flash forward to September 2015 and my first time on a stand-up paddle board. White Lake is still my special place.The snack bar now rents stand-up paddle boards.|
|I follow my family who are paddling kayaks around the lake.|
|While standing and strengthening my whitewater canoe stroke, I catch up with my brother and sister-in-law, Allegra, who took these photos.|
|The best part about the stand-up board is being able to sit, stretch and dive in all directions. I feel like a child again!|