You might be wondering why I titled this post, "Facing My Fear," so it's time to fess up. I'm afraid of heights, and this hike caused me to face that fear many times over. My dad and my husband are both rock climbers, but even when I'm roped in, I'm terrified on a rock face or anywhere close to the edge of a cliff. To climb up some of those ladders and walk across exposed areas of rock was an act of bravery for me! The trail actually had a safer option where you could bypass most of the ladders and rock faces, but you would also miss the spectacular views. I'm proud of myself for taking the scary route and facing my fear!
But I have to be honest and admit that I haven't totally conquered my fear of heights. My knees will turn to jelly and my heart will pound the next time I do this hike, but that won't stop me from doing it again. Am I ready for anything more? Not yet. Next weekend my husband and daughters are going sky-diving for the first time ever. They asked if I wanted to go, too. Thankfully, I didn't have to decide because I have an important meeting that day and I can't miss it .... really. But if I hyperventilate at the thought of walking across an exposed rock face, I'm quite sure that I'm not ready to jump out of an airplane!