The Death Valley

A new theme of writing and the theme was the ridge, It was about this man called Danny Macaskill, "Oops no spoilers."  The story was really cool and he had done amazing things he had been riding his mountain bike through ravishing mountain with sharp rocks.

I Hope you will like reading my story!

“The Ridge”

W.A.L.T: write a narrative through the eyes of Buster

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• Full stops, capital letters,
• Paragraphs
• Speech Marks (new line for each speaker)

I was rowing my vessel, I was getting ready in my venturesome journey.  Through the frigid water with my bewildering mountain bike.  My name was Danny Macaskill my challenge was to ride my bike through the rough mountains of Scotland, I paddle through through the frigid river with my . The river was like a mirror, the mountain was as tall as Mount Everest.  As he arrived at the mendacious mountains, I was feeling unfazed and ready to face my eerie challenge.  

I stepped out of my diminutive boat, I carried my sensational mountain bike.  I was walking through the astounding beach until he found I terminus, I scurried over and got ready for my fearsome challenge.  It finally began, I raced through the deep valleys of the death valley.  Walking up the sharp rocks was the hardest thing, it has scarred me of my skin.  But I remembered that I need to be resilient, and never give up.  

I had climbed up the first mountain it was as sharp as a shark's teeth.  Next thing I knew I was riding with the wind, it felt so good to ride the bike up in these sharp and treacherous mountains.  It wasn’t like other mountains it had beautiful waterfalls with ravishing hills.  I went through tge forest it was raging waterfalls falling from the top.  I saw trees growing with aesthetic flowers.

It was finally time to ride one more time I looked up in the sky, the sky was as beautiful as as flower blossoming.  I saw the tallest mountain,I thought that I would ride it so I climbed up and it took a pretty long time.  I had finally arrived at the top of the mountain.  I had goosebumps but I wanted to do it at the same time to I conquered the mountain and raced down.  It was a good feeling I finally did what I wanted to do, it was to ride with the wind.   

I was at the bottom of the mountain, I knew it was time to go, I went down to get to my boat.  But I saw that I had taken myself into another world and it is paradise.