my experience was not a spiritual one, like CH, but one born out of terror then triumph.
I was sitting at the top of the highest cliffs in Britain. The seabirds were so far below me that they looked like tiny little white dots, and dark shapes moved beneath the ocean, too big to be dolphins.
It was a lovely day in St Kilda. Then the cloud came down. One second I was looking at a perfect view of the stacks and listening to the distant roar of the waves, next second I couldn't see my hand in front of my face, and all sound was muffled.
If you have never been 100% disorientated whilst in a life threatening situation, you have never known terror like I felt it.
Then when I got a grip of that, I knew that I had to use my brain to find a way off the crumbly cliff edge (wher two guys had died in previous years). I worked out a plan, it worked and I got back. for a coffee.
I was sitting at the top of the highest cliffs in Britain. The seabirds were so far below me that they looked like tiny little white dots, and dark shapes moved beneath the ocean, too big to be dolphins.
It was a lovely day in St Kilda. Then the cloud came down. One second I was looking at a perfect view of the stacks and listening to the distant roar of the waves, next second I couldn't see my hand in front of my face, and all sound was muffled.
If you have never been 100% disorientated whilst in a life threatening situation, you have never known terror like I felt it.
Then when I got a grip of that, I knew that I had to use my brain to find a way off the crumbly cliff edge (wher two guys had died in previous years). I worked out a plan, it worked and I got back. for a coffee.


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