I love the USA. I lived there for a year when I was a kid and for the last 4 years I’ve visited at least once a year. But I’ve always gone to cities: Los Angeles, New York, San Fransisco, Austin. This trip was something different.
Trek America sent 10 vloggers/bloggers on a 10 day trip around some of America’s most beautiful National Parks. We also had a camera crew following us around (it felt like we were on Made in Chelsea/The Hills!) who produced some stunning videos! I would definitely recommend watching them.
We had two tour leaders, Tommy and Christine, who have fast become two of my favourite people in the whole world. They’re hilarious and wild. This picture alone demonstrates the lack of f*cks they give.
— Hannah Witton (@hannahwitton) May 26, 2015
And of course there was our beautiful family of vloggers/bloggers! I don’t have a single picture of all of us together, unfortunately Ed’s head is chopped off in this one! These guys really did become family by the end of the trip. Everyone knew everyone’s bowel movements. I remember walking up Angel’s Landing and I said to Candice, ‘I really need a poo’ and her response was, ‘Yes! We’re finally at the place where we can talk about sh*t!’.
— Hannah Witton (@hannahwitton) May 23, 2015
Speaking of Angel’s Landing. Christine & I flashed our tits to the world at the top after the most terrifying climb ever! It felt awesome. There is another photo that caught a lot more of my side boob but you’ll just have to deal with this.
Like I said, climbing Angel’s Landing was terrifying. It was a 5 mile hike to the top and the last half mile was an extremely narrow path with a sheer drop down thousands of feet and all you had was a chain to cling on to. I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned this before but I have a fear of heights. I’ve been known to hyperventilate at the top of a climbing structure in a children’s playground if I feel unsafe. No word of a lie. But getting to the top was exhilarating and once I got into the swing of things I started to feel more confident. Also, I was having a little competition in my head that no-one else knew about. A race to the top. And I won! Well, no-one else was playing but I still won. Angel’s Landing was the first of many challenges for me on this trip.
Have I mentioned that I’m a control freak? Well, I am. So when I was put on a horse that just did what it wanted and we rode 4 miles down Bryce Canyon I was freaking out. My horse was called Coot Berry and we managed to bond by the end of the ride.
I have ridden before but they were Shetland Ponies and I was a child and someone would always be holding on and walking with me. Coot Berry, however, liked living on the edge. The literal edge of the canyon. She would walk right along the edge and I could see right down to my doom. But I survived! My heart was racing the whole time and the next day my butt hurt so much I could barely sit down!
So lets combine the control freak in me with my fear of heights and wam bam thank you mam you get a fear of flying! As someone who loves to travel so much it is not the most convenient of fears. But I didn’t let that stop me from doing a helicopter ride over the Grand Canyon because it’s a frickin’ HELICOPTER RIDE OVER THE GRAND FRICKIN’ CANYON. Just to clarify some of the worries of people on Twitter, Emma & I were not driving it so it was perfectly safe for us to take a selfie.
Once again it matched the general theme of this trip: terrifying but amazing. The views gave you a completely unique perspective of the Grand Canyon and even then you can still never really process the real scale of the thing.
On our last day of hiking participation was optional but the whole trip had given me such a high that there was no way I was skipping something. So Evan, Ed & I woke up at 4am to catch the sunrise over the Grand Canyon, went to a coffee shop and then at 7am we started our hike down. We did the Bright Angel Trail to Plateau Point. No-one thought we would make it because it’s such a hard hike that is supposed to take you twice as long to get back up as it does to get down. But we did it!
It took us 2.5 hours to get down and then 4.5 hours to get back up (even with Evan’s injury). If you’ve watched the videos or follow Evan on social media you will know that he fell in some cacti. It was pretty traumatic. I am so proud of myself and Evan and Ed for making that 12 mile hike. The view was unbelievably stunning and absolutely worth it. What an incredible feeling!
I did things on this trip that I would never have chosen to do and never would have thought I was capable of. I still can’t believe it and I’m so proud of myself and everyone else. And of course we rewarded ourselves properly with a night out in Las Vegas!
I’m going to miss these guys so much but I know our paths will cross again soon. Thanks Trek America for a mind-blowing experience!
Let me know in the comments ways that you’ve stepped out of your comfort zone!