One of the hazards of hiking are the heights. I'm deathly afraid of them. And with my new found equilibrium issue, doubly so.
In not so many words, I'd like to share my experience on a 'baby' scary hike called Hidden Canyon in Zion. It's a "hanging" canyon, meaning it is suspended high above the actual floor of the canyon. The trail getting up to it has 1,000 foot drop offs on one side.
It's relatively short. And anchored chains are provided in the most dangerous passages.
Payoffs: Baby arch, talcum powder sands and scrambling.
In not so many words....I made it. I was utterly alone, not seeing another soul the entire trip up and back. Good and bad.
No one to see me clutching for dear life to the chain but no one to be with me to talk me down if I froze up.
I didn't freeze up.
Baby steps...in not so many words.