Walk in the surf

Usage examples of wade.

The sailors watched for an age as the troops, some walking, more carried, waded out into the surf and shuffled aboard the French transports.

Rather than take the time to cross on the bridge, she waded into the acequia, the water coming only to her knees.

Wade was not sustained by the Senate and the motion to adjourn was carried by 33 to 12.

The description of the black forest with the evil stone, and of the terrible cosmic adumbrations when the horror is finally extirpated, will repay one for wading through the very gradual action and plethora of Scottish dialect.

He was nearing the apiary, wading through tall grass and wildflowers, aware of their scent and of the faint buzz in the air.

Brazil waded through the tall grass at the edge of the apiary, his mouth dry and a twisting knot in his stomach.

In this marsh, too, the children sometimes saw that singular bird, the Avoset, with its curious curved bill, its noisy clamor, and its long legs, bending and tottering under him, as he ran about the marsh or waded into its pools.

You must dress in short skins like the Baptist to keep from getting your clothes soaked when wading across them.

So Wade comes into town, meets a bimbette named Nickie at a local bar and they have a tumble.

Then Bowles had prepared herself for the refugee story, willing to wade into crowds of Disty at the port, asking them how they would deal with the dislocation in their lives.

As a rule the Martians, when it had served its purpose, cleared the air of it again by wading into it and directing a jet of steam upon it.

In her dark hair was the likeness of the horned moon in honey-coloured cymophanes every stone whereof held a straight beam of light imprisoned that quivered and gleamed as sunbeams quiver wading in the clear deeps of a summer sea.

Elizabeth considered joining her, calculated the length of time it would take to dry out the doeskin dress and leggings, and turned back to the shore where she waded, gathering as many of the fresh-water mussels as she could carry in her tented skirt.

He quickened his pace, hopped over the gutter, and waded down the dragging muck in the middle of Rue Douane, keeping clear of the rough shacks and stucco cottages on either side.

She was still engaged in this unrewarding task when Professor van Duyl arrived, wading down the path, a broad plank of wood over one shoulder.