fear...

So today I was thinking a lot about fear. We had a group come up to camp to do our high ropes circuit, and the two staff running the course said it would be a perfect time for us to get up there and do the circuit too. I looked at the first element of the course and thought that there was no way I would have been able to do it. First you have to climb up the ladder, and then walk across a log without anything to hold on to (all in a harnesses and stuff, of course). I thought that my legs would be shaking so bad because I was scared and I wouldn't be able to balance. Maybe by May I will get up there. I am also pretty afraid of the dark, I know, a little weird, but nonetheless I am. And I was thinking about that as I was hiking this evening. I was confident that I left with enough time to get back before dark (and I did), but there was that 'what if' thought in the back of my head (however I did have my head lamp, a knife, and some matches, so I would have been fine! please don't freak out mom, people knew where I was). I don't really know where I am going with this, only that I don't want those fears to hinder me from doing some great things.

There is still snow on the top of the mountains, I have to get up there before it gets too deep!