If you are not living on the edge, you are taking up too much room. ~ Jayne Howard
Today we traveled back home from our mountain pass adventure. Monday we hit pockets of rain as we climbed. We were also on the inside so my teeth chattering view was of rocks. In the back of my mind, I slightly noticed the other direction was close to the edge. For about 10 to 15 miles, we were in the slow lane closest to the edge. Sure, there was a cement barrier protecting us from the tops of trees in some places. That’s right the very tops of trees at over 4600 elevation. (Just typing this is making me break out into a cold sweat.) Add in curves and a 6% down grade. I can honestly say its the most scared I’ve ever been ever!
I don’t have any photos. There was no safe space to stop and there was no way I would have been able to take a stable photo. There’s nothing quite like looking death in the face to make you appreciate life.