Today I drove through Grand Teton and Yellowstone National Parks. When you spend twelve hours alone, communing with nature you learn things about yourself. I learned that I am afraid of heights. To be more exact: I’m afraid of falling off the side of a mountain. So afraid that on more then one occasion I held my hand up beside my eye to act as a blinder. I didn’t want to catch a glimpse of what was waiting for me on the other side of the guard rail. About five minutes into Yellowstone’s south entrance I was sure I had made a huge mistake and seriously contemplated turning around. I’m glad I didn’t. I would have missed these amazing scenes.
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