Zion National Park is like everything you imagined 
a place named Zion would be - majestic, empowering, peaceful, grand and in vivid 
Technicolor. From the moment you enter the park you are filled with 
amazement looking at the rugged grandeur all around
 you. Zion Canyon is unlike the Grand Canyon, even though both have been
 carved by rivers, in Zion the geology consists of Navajo Sandstone and 
the red hues and stark landscape are unlike anything you see at the Grand 
Canyon. I had been to Zion and had tried to ascend
 the peak known as Angel’s landing more than once. It was only on my 
third try that I was successful. The trail to Angel’s landing is quite 
strenuous but doable by a healthy person except for the last half mile 
which is treacherous and littered with sharp drop
 offs and narrow paths. For part of this half 
mile climb to the summit there are chains attached to grip to as you 
climb the steep & narrow terrain. Most guide books and even the 
National Park Service says to avoid this trail if you
 have a fear of heights.
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| On top of Angel's Landing | 
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| At the end of Walter's Wiggles | 
I went back to Zion almost a decade later and was 
determined to ascend to the peak this time. I made my way through 
Walter’s Wiggles which was a lot of work especially in the September 
heat and stood proudly at Scout Lookout looking at
 the summit of Angel’s landing. Did I mention I was doing this hike 
completely on my own??!! I started making my way up the chain, the 
chain was actually quite thick and covered in rust in some places, I 
held on for dear life and precariously made my way to
 the next point where there was enough room to take a break. I sat down 
and looked around and I could see the summit of Angel’s landing about 
five hundred or so feet above. This next bit was the scariest, it was 
like a little cliff bridge of sorts with a steep
 drop off on either sides, and then the remainder of the climb was still
 scary compared to what I had just completed. I sat there and pondered, 
yes I pondered, I thought what if I crossed the bridge area but then was
 too scared to get back, what would I do,
 since I was on my own there wouldn’t be anyone there to help me to 
descend or talk me through some of the precarious blind turns around the
 cliff’s edge if needed. 
I decided the wise thing for me to do at that 
point was to turn back. So about five hundred
 or so feet from the summit I turned and made my way back down. I did 
have to stay close to other people in case I needed any help as the 
descent down the chains was just as scary or even scarier than the way 
coming up.On the way down you’re forced
 to look below and you can see how far you can fall in case you miss 
your footing or your grip on the chain and so it's even more scarier!! I had failed to ascend Angel’s 
landing on my second try.
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| View of the Virgin River | 
In April of the following year I was determined to 
try again but this time I had a six-foot tall muscular secret weapon 
with me and his name was Russell!! We made our way up the trail again, 
trudged through Walter’s Wiggles, and made it
 without incident to Scout Lookout. We then slowly started climbing the 
chains towards the summit. We reached the point where I had turned 
around the last time I was there and again this time I tried to chicken 
out and offered to wait which Russell made it
 across the natural cliff bridge to the summit and back. Russell was 
very patient and offered to sit there with me while I gained the courage
 to make it across. I sat there and finally decided that since this was
 my third time I really had to give it everything
 I had so I started making it across the bridge one foot at a time and 
holding on tightly to the chains as I made my way across. We made our 
way slowly but steadily and with each shaky step we finally reached the top. I 
just plopped down as my legs felt that they couldn’t
 move anymore and I was too scared to stand as I was worried that the 
wind might blow me over. But overall I was elated that I had made it to 
the top!! Three tries in twelve years and I had finally made it!!
| Trail | 
I kind of crawled and crept across the summit to 
get a better view of where I had come from. The view was simply 
beautiful, you could see the valley below and the beautiful mountains 
all around.
We waited until I recovered enough to brave the journey back down. As before the descent was scarier than the ascent, at some places it was like a scene from the movie Cliffhanger where I was climbing holding on to the chain and Russell then holding the chain with his arms around me in case I lost my foot or hand hold he would be there to catch me. Though we were going very slowly I did feel secure being wrapped in his arms…yes, it does sound a tad romantic but romance was the last thing on my mind at that time. We made it back to Scout Lookout and the one thing that was on my mind as we both lay down on the ground emotionally and physically exhausted from our descent was how wonderful and majestic Zion was and how lucky we were to experience all this majesty in our lives.
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| View of Angel's Landing | 
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| View From Angel's Landing | 
 
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