Acrophobia? Et tu?! Hory crap! It has a name? I used to teach rappelling, took every course at Yosemite Mountaineering school, climbed me some rock, stood on the top of Half Dome for a photo, climbed Mt Whitney and look over the edge and now....put me on the roof to hang Christams lights and the knees go wobbly. I can fly a plane but Lord open the door and look down.....Gaaaahhhh!
I just figured it was olde age......older,...wiser,...yannow.
I've always had a fear of heights; I think I got it from my Mom, who was the same way. The weird thing is I had to climb radar antennae in my AF job, so I left my fingerprints in aluminum and steel ALL over the Free World. I HATED it but I had to do it. I never once froze... but I sure as Hell came CLOSE on occasion.
Um, yes, uh, no thank you.
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Acrophobia? Et tu?! Hory crap! It has a name? I used to teach rappelling, took every course at Yosemite Mountaineering school, climbed me some rock, stood on the top of Half Dome for a photo, climbed Mt Whitney and look over the edge and now....put me on the roof to hang Christams lights and the knees go wobbly. I can fly a plane but Lord open the door and look down.....Gaaaahhhh!
ReplyDeleteI just figured it was olde age......older,...wiser,...yannow.
I've always had a fear of heights; I think I got it from my Mom, who was the same way. The weird thing is I had to climb radar antennae in my AF job, so I left my fingerprints in aluminum and steel ALL over the Free World. I HATED it but I had to do it. I never once froze... but I sure as Hell came CLOSE on occasion.
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