Was surprised how afraid I was when I hiked half way up the mountain. There was no protective railing, just a perilous drop from which their could definitely be no survival. I initially faced the ground, too frightened to check out the view, worried that an earthquake was going to dislodge the setting or that if I got up I would slip and fall to my death. But then I told myself to face my fears and stared out at the mountain opposite and the trees and creek so very very far below, got used to it, somewhat, but still gripped the ground tightly with both hands.
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