Not surprisingly, there were places where we had to cross the river. Terri and I were both quite nervous when we encountered our first suspension bridge, mostly because we were worried that there might be a way to fall. Personally, I don’t really have a fear of heights, but I have a fear of falling, most likely stemming from the fact that I’m a klutz.
In fact, I loved it! The views were incredible; it might be hard to tell, but this first bridge didn’t actually cross the river, but rather a tributory, and had extremely long sections over land and just a short section over the gorge. I had my poles so didn’t fuss with my camera, but knew that I wouldn’t hesitate to take photos from the next bridge.
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