Just Hanging Around

Personally I think they are nucking futs and must harbor a death wish.

In no way shape or form does that look the least bit fun to moi.

Don't get me wrong, I'm a thrill seeker in my own right! I eat too much butter and cheese sometimes!!!
 
Heights - my greatest fear. I can't even look at that stuff for long; much worse than snakes, and that's saying a lot!!!! :eek:
 
They're nuts, enough of them have turned into splats on rocks/ground below. I can see mountain climbing to enjoy the view at the top...but not this rock cliff stuff. :abnormal:
 
Personally I think they are nucking futs and must harbor a death wish.

In no way shape or form does that look the least bit fun to moi.

Don't get me wrong, I'm a thrill seeker in my own right! I eat too much butter and cheese sometimes!!!

What O H said!!

Is there a club for butter and cheese thrill junkies??

My most recurring nightmare for many years was of an almost identical situation as in that ledge sitter in the first pic. I'd be slowly sliding off something that was suspended over a void! aaaaaghhhhh!
 
If I found myself perched on that rock like the guy in the first picture, my skeleton would still be there years later. I have a definite fear of heights. I once hiked to the top of Multnomah Falls in the Columbia River Gorge in Oregon with some friends. Walked out to the furtherest point and looked down. The sight of that sheer drop off paralyzed me, and I dropped to the ground on my butt, frozen in place. My friends had to drag me back from the edge before I could stand up. I get light headed at the top of a short ladder.

I have had recurring dreams for years that I am falling off things, and always awake with a start.

All I can say is climbing a sheer rock must be some form of insanity.
 
I think we may have a genetic connection OG.

I set out to climb Ayers Rock with a group many years ago. There was/is? a chain and post guide fence up the steepest part to about halfway up.
Then it levels out... levels out?! looked bloody vertical to me!

I sat with right arm welded around the topmost post and left hand grasping the chain while they all went on and left me there. An hour and a half later they were kind enough to wait until the blood started circulating in my arms again and I descended bent over that damned fence never letting go more than one hand at a time. I do not do heights well!
 
I don't do heights well either, and I really have a huge problem with Lighthouse spiral staircases.

Ozark Gal, aren't those falls beautiful we have been there, the Falls highway on the Oregon side of the Columbia is such a nice drive. Did you by any chance get to cross over the Astoria Bridge, the Oregon side of it is so high, you feel like you are just starting out on a roller coaster ride or something!

We tried to hike up Beacon Rock (an 848 foot basalt column that formed the core of an ancient volcano) on the Columbia River, and I was practically crawling on my hands and knees going up the side of that on the trail.

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Hipster:
Ozark Gal, aren't those falls beautiful we have been there, the Falls highway on the Oregon side of the Columbia is such a nice drive. Did you by any chance get to cross over the Astoria Bridge, the Oregon side of it is so high, you feel like you are just starting out on a roller coaster ride or something
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Hipster: I lived in Corbett up on the old Columbia River Scenic Highway...It was beautiful, but boy could that wind whip down the gorge, it was hell on barn roofs. I lived 8 miles from the falls. Yes, I have been over the Astoria many times. I used to make my way down there about once or twice a month for the company I worked for.

The trail up Beacon Rock must have been put in after I left there, don't remember that being there. You're a braver woman than I for climbing it, I know even in my younger day I would have been hard pressed to make it up that hill. Bet there's a great view from there.

I assume you have been to the Vista House on Crown Point on the old Scenic Highway, beautiful view from there too. Yup..those are my old stomping grounds.
 
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Some of these experiences are amusing when you read about them, but it is far from funny when you've 'been there'. I remember in Yellowstone Park; there was a rock overhang over the canyon, with a short wall at the edge---maybe 4 ft. tall. We walked over to look into the canyon and the falls beyond. I got so dizzy, I backed away, and ended up sitting down, so I wouldn't see over the edge. :D

Another incident was where dh stood at the edge, and took a picture straight down.....It was only a couple seconds, but I thought I would pass out, and couldn't wait until he was back with us.
 

Oh Gawd!! I get an anxiety attack just watching this..

Anne:
Another incident was where dh stood at the edge, and took a picture straight down.....It was only a couple seconds, but I thought I would pass out, and couldn't wait until he was back with us.

Yes, seeing someone else on even a ladder makes me panic. I can't breathe until they are down or away from the edge. When I was a kid I remember my mother sitting on the edge of a low window sill on the second floor of the house cleaning the outside of the big windows. I would actually cry and beg her to get back in. Maybe this is where my phobia started..
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Anne:

Yes, seeing someone else on even a ladder makes me panic. I can't breathe until they are down or away from the edge. When I was a kid I remember my mother sitting on the edge of a low window sill on the second floor of the house cleaning the outside of the big windows. I would actually cry and beg her to get back in. Maybe this is where my phobia started..
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That could be, OG.. We used to climb the highest trees as kids, and no fear of heights at all. But I remember being on a ferris wheel when I was about 17, and getting scared when the things stopped at the top; didn't help when dh rocked the dang thing. My daughter is the same way, but has no problem with roller coasters - maybe because they go so fast you don't really think about how high you are.

Not fond of ladders, either; scares me when dh gets on one to clean the ceiling fans. He's no longer so easygoing about heights anymore. I guess as we age, we are more afraid of falling, as we could end up breaking something. :(

Must say I miss our old house; the ceilings were low enough that I could stand on a stepstool to wash them - that's no longer allowed because of building codes; why, I'm not sure.
 
I spent lots of time on very high ladders, climbed over the Sydney Harbor Bridge etc, but, mounatering is not my "cup of tea"!
 


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