CliffhangingPosted: June 21, 2012
Once upon a time, a very long time ago (going on 20 years, I think) in a land far away, I took a fall down a long, steep set of metal stairs in a castle ruin. It happened in Scotland, and I obviously lived to tell about it, but during the fall I wasn’t sure I would. Even M had thoughts of having to take me home in a body bag. We both agree it seemed to take hours for me to reach the bottom although it was probably a matter of seconds. I miraculously made it to the bottom with almost no injuries (a cut, a missing fingernail, a little mud on my nose).
After the fall, I had a difficult time climbing up steep hills or stairs. I don’t mind the going up part. It’s the coming down that frightens me. It is, in a way, a fear of heights. Mostly it’s a fear of falling, as if I got it into my head that I’m only allowed to survive one fall like that in my lifetime, and should it happen again, I won’t make out quite so well. Silly? Yes. Logical? No. I’ve found there often isn’t too much that is logical about fears and phobias.
So it was with trepidation that I faced the stairs leading down to the beach at Cape Enrage. Fortunately for me, I did not have to make a decision about the stairs because there was no beach to go down to at that time. The tide was up and the beach was under water.
I did walk part way down the stairs for a look, and since M wanted to explore the beach, agreed to come back at low tide and give it a try. If I couldn’t make it down the stairs, he could take the camera with him and I’d get a look at the beach from his point of view.
We did go back the next day, but you’ll have to wait to find out if I made it down those stairs or not. In the meantime, enjoy a few more views from our first visit to Cape Enrage before we leave for Hopewell Rocks.
Today in the Bogs it is still hot, but doesn’t feel as bad as yesterday. It was very breezy when I went out for my morning walk, and quite pleasant in the shade. A cold front is coming through soon which will help bring the temperature down even more.
The dragonflies and damselflies appear to be enjoying the hot weather. I sat and watched them for a while. I’ve had to go back out a few times to remind the groundhog that there are better places to live than under the deck. He sure is a big guy. We may have all-out groundhog wars going on here soon.
That’s it from the Bogs and New Brunswick for today. Thank you for visiting. One of the dragonflies I watched today turned out to be watching me. Perhaps he wanted some time on the blog.