I went rappelling this evening for only the third time ever. My first time was off the old coal tipple at Standardville in Spring Canyon when I was a young teenager. The second time was into the MK Tunnels in the San Rafael Swell when I was about 18. Today Chris and I went to the same place in Spring Canyon and rappelled with some friends. Traci didn’t dare to rappel, but I think next time I might be able to talk her into going. The first time I rappelled there all those years ago, there was an awkward start at the beginning of the rappel because of the lip at the top of the wall. I was hoping that it wouldn’t be so awkward being an adult, but it was just as bad today as I remembered. Instead of leaning back into the rappel and walking right off the edge, we all crawled backward off the edge before getting our feet under us and beginning the descent. I think I’m comfortable enough with rappelling now to do some easy canyoneering, but only if I’m with somebody with more experience.