The sun beat down on the eight of us as we stood gazing up at the 75-foot cliff. I don't know about the others, but I wasn't perspiring just because of the heat. Our guide disappeared up the back side of the cliff and reappeared several minutes later at the top. He tied off one rope and then Chris, an experienced rock climber, attached more climbing equipment to it. Our guide pulled it to the top. We prepared to climb. Chris went up the cliff in no time at all. No problem, I thought to myself, somewhat relieved. Chris made it look so easy. Up went another guy, whose strength made it easy for him to reach the top in almost the same time it took Chris. Then it was my turn.
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Youth Magazine · August 1983 · Volume Vol. III No. 7 · No. 08, 1983
