There’s fear and then there’s Fear. If we’re being honest, most of us would admit to experiencing just about every one of the fears listed below at one time or another. It’s part of the adventure game. Fear is healthy, fear is good. More after the jump.
From The Adventure Journal:
But then there are those fears that loom over us like some psychedelic monster, that ones that cut straight through all rationalism and take you to the most elemental fear of all. And no, dudes, I’m not talking about “commitment.” I’m talking about the ones that have your number, that keep you awake at night, that make you say, “No way, unh-uh, I’m outta here.”
For me, the big one is claustrophobia, which is unfortunate because I love canyons so much. And because I love canyons so much, I find myself getting into them over and over again, slots and slits and tight ones, dark ones, creepy-earth-caving-in ones, and though I’ve never had a full-on panic attack, I’ve had to muster every bit of calm and strength and willpower possible to get through certain situations. I once got myself into a one-way slot in the San Raphael Swell with a fairly big group of friends. The crux was about 200 yards of sideways shuffling in complete darkness between sandstone walls 12 inches apart, with someone ahead and someone behind. I pushed through because there was no other option. But there have been other times when the adrenalin surged and my heart rate jacked and I’ve had to bail before the point of no turning back because the fear was too much. The funny thing is, as I consider it more deeply, I think I was more afraid of having a massive freakout that the actual walls falling in on me. So maybe that “the only thing to fear is fear itself” thing is true.
Or not.
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