How some hikers dealt with an unexpected storm
Portfolio Requirements:
Must be about 1 of the 4 topics listed above
Your narrative must be your own words & ideas, 100% original
Your narrative must be at least 400 words
Your narrative must include dialogue.
Your narrative must have a clear organization, starting with the exposition & ending with a resolution. It should follow the elements of a plot diagram.
Your narrative must be submitted in MLA format.
As a group of experienced hikers, we set out on a three-day trek through the rugged mountaintops of the Cascade Range. The weather forecast had predicted clear skies, so we were surprised when dark clouds began to gather overhead on the second day of our journey. Ignoring the ominous signs, we pressed on, eager to reach our next campsite before nightfall.
As we ascended the steep trail, the wind picked up, and rain started to fall in heavy sheets. We quickened our pace, hoping to find shelter soon. But just as we reached the top of the mountain, the storm intensified, with lightning flashing across the sky and thunder rumbling ominously.
"We need to find cover!" shouted our leader, Mark, over the roar of the storm. "There's a cave just up ahead. Let's make a run for it!"
We scrambled through the driving rain, slipping and sliding on the muddy path, until we reached the mouth of the cave. It was small and damp, but it offered some protection from the elements. We huddled together, shivering and soaked to the bone, as the storm raged outside.
"I can't believe this weather," muttered Sarah, one of the hikers in our group. "It was supposed to be clear all weekend."
"Yeah, well, Mother Nature has her own plans," replied Mark, trying to sound reassuring. "We just have to wait it out. Hopefully, it will pass soon."
Hours passed, and the storm showed no signs of letting up. We huddled closer together for warmth, sharing snacks and stories to pass the time. As the evening wore on, the rain finally began to subside, and the sky cleared enough for the moon to peek through the clouds.
"Looks like it's clearing up," said Mark, checking his watch. "We should make a break for it while we can. The campsite isn't far from here."
Reluctantly, we gathered our things and ventured back out into the night, picking our way carefully down the rain-soaked trail. The going was slow and treacherous, but eventually, we reached our campsite and were able to set up our tents and dry off by the warmth of a crackling fire.
As we sat around the fire, savoring hot cups of soup and trading stories of our adventure, we couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. Despite the unexpected storm, we had managed to weather the worst of it and come out stronger on the other side. And as we drifted off to sleep under the stars, we knew that we were ready to face whatever challenges the wilderness might throw at us next.