On Canyoneering, Politics, and Teens Studying Climate Change in the National Parks
Slipping from the top of the arch into the abyss below was a difficult move that rattled my psyche. Even though the sandstone band I was perched on was not much more than 4 feet wide, it was stable. Putting my faith into the rope cinched to my climbing harness and dropping into the 100-foot void went completely against my desire for self-preservation.
- By Kurt Repanshek - September 6th, 2009 5:13am