Danger alone!
Danger alone! β
One of the concerns my therapist brought up with my love of travel and exploring the wilderness is that the risk of me having some kind of accident like falling into a gorge with nobody has else around to call for help and I essentially disappear off the map to not be found potentially for days or decades.
Exploring has its risks, especially when you are alone and doing your own thing. But as they say, freedom is not free. You take calculated risks and you live with the consequences. I don’t rush to edge of something that could be slippery and I try to be mindful of everything I do in the woods as I know there is no help but my own.