My two fears, in one day

 
 



As you might know, I am currently out of the country. And while in another country it is common to be referred to as a tourist. Yes, I will live here in Canada for a year. And yes, I am technically not a tourist. But I still intend to do all the tourist-y things here.

I got to choose what I was going to do today. Either I could go to Canada's Wonderland (a bigger version of Liseberg), go on a boat beneath the Niagra falls, go to CN tower in Toronto, to a museum or go to Scenic Caves. I intend to do them all before I come home, but today I choose to go to Scenic Caves.

Scenic Caves is an nature adventure park where you come and explore the caves they've got. The main reason I chose caves over roller coasters is probably because of the zipline. The caves were cool to, but I was WAY more excited for the zipline. I've never gone on a zipline before so I'm not sure if one km long and with a max speed of 70 km/h is a good one. But I had a lot of fun. In the end of the zipline the two men who would detach me from the zipline made a hand-signal which I interpreted as "stop". The hind-signal actually meant "don't stop", but I learnt that a bit too late. So I stopped and was still on the zipline, just out of reach for them to pull me in with a pole.

And that is why I'm posting a blog while stuck on a zipline.

Joking! They got me off, luckily.

Me in my ziplining gear, just before the ride.

 
If you would have asked me a year ago what I'm afraid off, I would without hesitation have said heights and small spaces. I knew that my fear of heights had been worked away a bit from going on Atmosphere at Liseberg and from being sent up to the top of the mast on our boat. But my fear of small spaces seems to just have vanished without a reason!
 
Today, while faced with the first cave I suddenly felt claustrophobic. But when I went inside the excitement of the situation just kind of covered all fear I had and I really enjoyed myself. At Scenic Caves there is one cave named Fatmans Misery which is 36 cm wide. You go in the cave with your right shoulder first and then just squeeze trough until you see light again. When (and if) you get out you find yourself on the other side of the rock. After going trough that cave I knew that I was no longer afraid of small spaces.
 
If you read my blog you better just get used to blurry pictures.
 
 

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