One moment that was memorable from the 8th grade trip was climbing the rock wall. I thought that it was memorable because it was fairly easy but when I reached the top the feeling was great. So first when I was hooked up I began my journey up the wall. It was fairly easy to climb up to the middle of the wall. But then, I had to reach up for a rock while needing to extend my foot up to my chest in order to stay on the rock wall. I was able to make the maneuver and was almost there. Finally, when practically there, I just jumped up to the final rock and made it to the top. I was filled with joy and pressed the button confirming my completion of the wall. Then I went down, feet pushing against the wall and landing with satisfaction.