A Salty High: A descriptive essay about the stoke that surfboarding brings to an individual.

A SALTY HIGH I gazed there, looking among the horizon, a dawn sky brightened with the rising sun; waiting for the most unique peeler to form my way. Sitting on my 6'2 fiberglass surfboard, i was in awe at the beautiful lively nature that surrounded me. The ocean breeze sprayed against my face and the salty moisture in the air plastered to my dry lips. I noticed the seagulls in the distance, were soaring around …showed first 75 words of 311 total…

…showed last 75 words of 311 total…sea of sodium. The hard-core wave riders were off in the distance waiting for the sets, as I rode 'over the falls' at the shallow cold sandbar. Becoming one with nature is the most rewarding feeling someone can experience. People have become so caught up in their daily routines, they don't allow themselves the good points in life. In the cool waters of the ocean are the people enjoying the high, the 'Salty High.'