LillIsland Fever Part 3 - The Cliff Face
April 17th 2009 06:16
Island Fever The Cliff Face Around the corner the rocks had changed in structure, now it was a steep, flat, slate-like rock face ahead. I was trekking on an angle, my feet in grooves and both hands outstretched for balance, waves crashing below. It got steeper until I could no longer walk facing forwards, I was now facing the rock, my butt up in the air, hands on the rock face and I shuffled along sideways.
This went on for a long time. I started to worry, I thought to myself what the hell had I gotten myself in for?
The rock face became higher and higher and I was now probably seven or eight metres from the water below. I could see the waves crashing against the rocks. It was still steep. The grip of my shoes was good so I felt sure I wouldn’t slip, my only worry was how long this rock went and what happens if I get stuck and I had to turn back. I didn’t want to go back and do all that again. I pushed on.
Looking up, the hill above the rock was steep also. There was no where to go.
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This went on for a long time. I started to worry, I thought to myself what the hell had I gotten myself in for?
The rock face became higher and higher and I was now probably seven or eight metres from the water below. I could see the waves crashing against the rocks. It was still steep. The grip of my shoes was good so I felt sure I wouldn’t slip, my only worry was how long this rock went and what happens if I get stuck and I had to turn back. I didn’t want to go back and do all that again. I pushed on.
Looking up, the hill above the rock was steep also. There was no where to go.
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