I’m not much given to fear of heights. But taking this picture made me feel a bit queezy in the pit of my stomach.

It was taken with the camera on tripod looking straight down as the sun was setting on the cove without a name directly to the north of Tennessee Beach. It’s likely that very few people have ever set foot down there as it is pretty inaccessible. The camera was pointed down over the edge, I was pretty sure the tripod was stable, and of course I was in no real danger, but I felt a bit like a human fly hanging onto the ridge line hundreds of feet above the beach and ocean.

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