The First Thing on My List

Now that I'm back in Rexburg I've been telling Trevor all of the things I meant to do while I was here and never did. There may or may not be a blog post of all the things I wanted to do.

Let me list some of them for you:

• Hike "R" Mountain
• Enjoy the Hot Springs
• Visit the Sand Dunes
• Go to Yellowstone
• MAYBE go snowboarding...ish.
• Check out the local ghost town

As with any list I started at the top. Trevor and I hiked "R" mountain...sort of. I'm not the best hiker, but I'll do it. Most will do it for the view. Then there's me who has a fear of falling. I wouldn't say heights exactly because I still enjoy rollercoasters (nothing too crazy) but if I look out and I feel like I will fall I suddenly can't move. I'm wrought with fear. And so....this happened as we hiked up R mountain, which isn't even that high or scary. I just chalk it up to a fact- I have my limits. I think some people would want to change that about me and maybe think I'm not living life to the fullest but no one wishes more than me that I wouldn't freak out so easily. 

The incline was pretty intense, we only went up a few paces when we could turn around and feel like we were a good distance from where we started.

If you look close you can see our car at the bottom there.

Yes, seriously that is the mountain. It's a sandy path...more on that later. 

Higher.

Higher still.

Highest- that I captured anyways. 

It was a sandy hike and as we got higher and higher I became more aware that I could just roll down at any moment. There were "fences" up to catch you or for you to hold on. But once the sand met a very slick rock that I would need to hold onto a fence so that I could go at a 30 degree angle up. One slip of my shoe and I felt that the sand would betray me and I would fall to my demise! Okay, pretty dramatic but I was scared enough that I told Trevor I couldn't go any further. He went up a bit further but didn't want to leave me by myself for too long. I felt bad.

NEVER FEAR! Trevor went on the hike with a buddy of his a week later and went inside the basin of the mountain because SURPRISE it's a very old inactive volcano. Maybe I'll brave it one day, but that was not this day.

We did make some friends along the way:

Just a couple of prickly pears.

It was still fun and I started my list! Onto the next.

Passionately and slight embarrassed, 

Arica