man standing on cliff

I could feel my body tensing up as Ralph and I watched Jake brushing up against the manzanita shrubs along the cliff's edge. We spent the morning trekking through scattered showers and fog so the granite slabs were slick and slippery. I am forever in awe of his ability to adapt to every situation where fear and discomfort could easily swallow a person into one where he maintains poise and control. So when he told me he wanted to get to the ledge pictured above, I already knew that all I could do was grab the camera and wait.