A while back I was helping my dear friend put miles on her green trail horses. We did a 6+ mile loop three times that day riding 6 different horses. Each time we took out one green horse and one trail master to boost their confidence.
Half way through the loop there was a long stretch along a 250+ foot sheer cliff and to make it worse you could see for miles from it. We had to ride within 10 feet of it and I just couldn't do it! I always got off and lead the horse. The wind was gusting 45 mph, the trees around us were creaking, the horses were green, and the trail sloped towards the cliff and it was muddy and slick... NO WAY! I ain't that brave! My friend called me a wimp and rode, I shrugged it off and said it was good for the green ones for me to mount and dismount during a trail... Yeah...
Growing up I was fearless. My trail rides were at least 20 miles and included scaling sheer cliffs that I had a hard time walking up, jumping off ledges into creeks, jumping any log I could find... Usually bareback, barefoot, with nothin but a halter and lead rope. Alone.
Now we ride in some pretty rough terrain... Mostly up and down, super rocky, lots of ATV's and bikes, no cell service so we have to be really careful... but it ain't nothin compared to Painted's country!