walking on the edge of the olde world part two

The booklet for the cliffs mention that part of the cliff's stark beauty is their loneliness. I could not agree more. I found it quite lonesome on my quest to the tower, but at the same time my curiousity of what I would discover there compelled me to keep going further. I was not disapointed when I arrived at my final destination and could see the different cliffs stretched out.
At this point, I was already becoming a bit more daring and on my journey back to the car park I wandered along the thin trail. I found the wind must have died down or perhaps I was just getting so use to the cliffs that it no longer bothered me.

I also thought about how some parts of us are just innate. I think someone can be innately Catholic as it seems that no matter how hard I may try to mask my faith, it peeps out in everything I say, do and wear. I think the same may be true with the Irish and Newfies. The Newfies were probably not scared to climb the tall construction sites to build the Empire State Building, because they had faced similar feats while tending sheep and cattle on these majestic cliffs.

Although I originally wanted to use the cliffs as an opportunity to meditate on my life, I was to consumed with a fear that it would either rain on my way back or I would need to use the bathroom but was to far removed from civilization to get to one in time so I scurried back, but still made time to take more photos. lol.