This was easily one of the sketchiest hikes of my life.
I was swearing up a storm all the way up.
Fall to my death 1500 feet below seemed very possible.
Seeing my brother skipping on up and playing the "no chain" game was extremely unpleasant.
Damn it Leon.
My heart was constantly dropping.
I felt like I was crawling for a while.
THAT VIEW THOUGH.
Worth every moment of death flashing before my eyes.
Afterwards I thought I would be sleeping on the top of Angels Landing.
No way was I taking that route down again.
A parachute would have been a better idea.
As we did start going down it actually was totally fine.
There was almost no rush or adrenalin pumping anymore.
Maybe I used up all the adrenalin I had on the way up..
All in all. Amazing. Go there.
Worth the terror.
And to make it clear.. I'm not afraid of heights.
Or so I thought.
I can't imagine how it would have been if I was.
