Yesterday in AP Environmental, our teacher told the class that we are taking a class field trip to Anacapa Island. For most, this news was great, but for me, not so much.
Not many things scare me to the point of wanting to run away, but boats do.
So, let me tell you how this fear originated.
I went on a trip to Catalina Island in sixth grade. They told us the boat ride would be easy, with two to three-foot swells. We got on the boat and sailed off into the Pacific.
The boat ride there was easy, just like they said, two-foot swells.
But the ride back was much different.
They told us the same wave prediction again, but nearly ten minutes after sailing off from the island, we instantly knew something was wrong.
It was windy and storm – no rain, but clouds completely covering the sky. We continued on, only to be prepping for an emergency about a half an hour into the ride.
The boat was rocking side to side, but not in a relaxing motion, in the way that I was almost sure we were going to capsize. The waves looked like they were going to cover the side of the boat, terrifying everyone.
The scariest part was that when I went to my teacher for comfort, the only thing she had to say was that I should make sure I know where a life vest is.
We made it back to the Long Beach harbor, but since that day I have never gotten on a boat.