That heights of any sort never used to bother me when I was younger. Now days, I hate being on the really tall ladders or man lifts. I had to do some work on the underside of the eaves on the back of my house tonight and bad a 32' extension ladder just shy of all the way up. I hated being on it, just felt like it could take off at any minute and slide, dumping me off it that high up. Now a 24' ladder, I have no problem with. I can climb a tree and fell the top off it, or climb to the top of the rafters in a barn, but what is it about tall ladders? I got a 60' manlift to cut a tree one time, it was about 30' too short, but I only used it to get to the limbs. Put it all the way up and climbed out into the tree, I hated being in that thing, but felt totally safe in the tree. I couldn't have been more glad to get finished up and get off that stupid ladder this evening.
Ross
Ross