Good grief, if that were me I'd be kissing that rock face the entire time. On second thought, I wouldn't even be on that trail. It would take me ten minutes to break the suction trying to get off the seat.
Just remembered one of the roads Rita and I took while on our honeymoon. On our way to the town of East Glacier Park, we headed south on US 89 and took what we thought was a short cut on a state road 49. Turned out it was gravel a lot of the way, and fortunately we didn't meet anyone except for a couple different times we ran into an early version of the four-runners of today's ATV. I don't think Rita saw anything but the dashboard of the rental car we had, which luckily was a 4-wheel drive SUV. My arms and sides ached for a couple days after that drive, no guard rails....just straight down and heading south we were on the outside of most of the curves.
