28 August 2008

Photo Parade #4 - The End

This is my choice for Turtle Parade's fourth Photo Parade topic - The End.

B. and I really enjoy camping, especially in Hocking Hills. We try to go down there at least once a year, preferably in the fall (although it was pretty cool in January, too). Back in 2005, we rented a cabin with our friends B. and M. and did a serious amount of hiking, eating, card-playing and hot-tubbing.

Now, I'm pretty adventurous. I love to hike, climbing rocks doesn't bother me and I'm not afraid of heights, but I did not enjoy Rock House, a "tunnel-like corridor situated midway up a 150-foot cliff of Blackhand sandstone."

While the boys went exploring, I sat as far back in that corridor as possible. My back barely left the safety of the wall behind me. From where I sat, it looked like the boys were sitting on the edge of the earth. I was convinced that their feet were hanging above an endless drop into the vast emptiness below (when you think your husband is going to die, you tend to get a little dramatic). (In reality, there was a ledge about 5 feet below. Or so they said.) Even now, I think we were at the end of the world.

4 comments:

Kay said...

Seeing that picture makes me want to go to Hocking Hills!

B. said...

She was freaking out that we were sitting there. We weren't really that close to the edge it just sloped so A. couldn't see it from way back where she was. Not afraid of heights my A$$!

t.w.i.t. said...

We go to Hocking Hills every fall. I'll be honest, I am terrified of taking Rhys to the Rock House. I am scared of heights as it is, and I will be very nervous about my husband carrying a squirmy 22-pounder up those rocks.

wrestling kitties said...

oh goodness, I don't like that. I am scared of heights and I just wanted to yell at them in that picture and tell him to get away from the edge.