Today after work Heather and I had a hilarious, scary, adventurous hike. It was probably—simultaneously—our least favorite hike and our favorite hike. I would write about it all, but I don’t know that it would be as funny to anyone else. All I remember was when I almost peed myself laughing because I was paralyzed with fear on a hazardous cliff edge, and Heather was behind me impersonating a panicked Flick from A Christmas Story: “Stuck? Stuck??”
Here:
I was proud to say I only had a couple minutes of being petrified, and the rest of the time I was fine. This despite my awful fear of heights. Heather couldn’t understand why I wasn’t more scared. I guess I just figured if I fell down the crevice, I’d grab onto some plants along the way. I also felt that, with my trusty hiking boots, I could do no wrong. Heather, on the other hand, was quoting Scripture to herself in an effort to calm down: “He will not let your foot slip…he who watches over you will not slumber” (Psalm 121:3).
Here are pictures…but they only give half the story:
It’s a cave!
He will not let your foot slip, he will not let your foot slip….
Can people fish in that creek? Are there any trout in it?
On my death bed, even if it’s not for another 100 years, I will be giggling about this day.
David, I usually save trips to other peoples’ blogs until I know them a little better. I mean, how do I know you won’t give me a virus or something?
Isn’t it nice to have someone else take the pictures? I’m glad you didn’t fall.
great hike sarah.
Hey Heather! You know I wouldn’t ask you to come back to my page if I didn’t really care about you and you weren’t very special to me. Don’t worry, not many people have been to my page either. It’s not like every girl I know has been there or anything…I mean heck I’ve only gotten like 6 visitors today so….
Last summer when you first arrived here I remember repeatedly telling you that you should go up Big Cottonwood Canyon before the weather turned. Glad to see you are getting up there this year. It changes your view of life in Utah.
I know, why didn’t I listen?? I think I was too afraid to venture out that far on my own…I stuck with what was closer to my place. Now I am branching out. I’m a little addicted I think.
I just wish I had gotten familiar with Big Cottonwood Canyon before my parents visited in May, ’cause I would have taken them there.
I remember you saying that it will be cooler up in the canyons, and spring will seem to last longer, or the flowers will be in bloom longer. That appealed to me. And you were right!
Wow, pretty gorgeous.
The pictures, not you.
; )
Hey Sarah!
I misplaced your e-mail address which is why I am writing this on your blog. I wanted to apologize for not calling Sunday. Some things came up and it slipped my mind. I should be able to call you Tuesday evening sometime. Would that work for you? I look forward to catching up with you!