Saturday morning, my dear friend Mary Catherine and I woke up bright and early, packed carrot cake muffins for our train breakfast, and were soon on the bus with our DIScovery tour group headed to Sweden for a weekend full of outdoor adventure!
The morning ferry ride across the sea was beautiful. When on a ship, the titanic pose is simply required. And the wind was in our favor…
Though the driftwood looked at if it was simply piled and hammered, we all trusted its strength and climbed to the very tops of the fortresses. This is must-go stop if you ever find yourself in Sweden.
Soon it was my turn to lean backwards off of the cliff, step off, and let myself scale down to the rocks.
I. Was. Terrified. This was one of the most exhilarating and scary moments I have ever been through. My hands and ankles were shaking, but I knew that I had to conquer my fear and lean back over the water.
And that ‘s what I did. I DID IT! I slowly released the rope, little by little, and repelled down the beautiful cliff looking out at the sea.