This is a difficult challenge for me, because I don’t have a head for heights. I don’t really enjoy being “atop” a high building (I have dizzying memories of looking out of the window on the eighty-somethingth floor of the World Trade Center, a year or two before its demise). Clifftops and mountaintops are hardly any better. Vertigo is a hell of a thing.
So it was hard to find a photo, as I searched in my archives, of being up high somewhere. It’s something I avoid. Then I remembered a long walk with my family along the cliffs of northern Cornwall in the UK. The path was extremely narrow, and inches away from a precipitous cliff face. I abandoned my walking companions and climbed a little higher, onto a sloping green field where beautiful views spread out in front of me. I felt safer up there, no longer feeling that “Go ahead! Jump!” feeling.
Reminded me of the Cumbrian coast too. I’m ready for a dose of wild English landscapes!
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Yes – I love that bleakness and the dramatic coastlines! I have lots more great photos of that holiday – north Cornwall is wonderful. It was September, and it was really quiet, not too many tourists.
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Of course, the Blue Mountains put you well atop all of Jamaica 🙂
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Very true, and I could have used that example too. At least I have been up there… Those cliffs, though!
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Atop… from below. Hope all is well.
Sent from my Samsung Galaxy smartphone.
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I’m good, thanks Ruth! How does the blog look on your smartphone, by the way?
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Breathtaking!
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Thanks, Susan! It was an amazing place. We rented a cottage for a week.
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