This was the first time I have ever done rock climbing and it is a lot harder than it looks. The man tied the harness around my waist and legs and held the rope in case I fell. I wasn't nervous, until I tried to reach the first step and it was much higher than I realised. It was quite difficult planning which path to take and the next best step to reach out for. The steps were colour-coded, so if you took the yellow steps it was quite easy, the blue ones were medium and the red ones were the most difficult. I was trying to take the blue path, but ended up mainly going for the yellow steps. After about 10 minutes I thought I was very high up, but Mum was shouting that I was hardly off the ground. I was too scared to look down, so I kept on climbing up. I only got about half-way and I started to feel terrible. Mum was trying to be encouraging, but I didn't want to go any higher. My legs started to wobble and I thought I was going to be sick. I started to see stars. I wondered if the man was still holding the rope, but I didn't want to look down to check. I took a deep breath and started to reverse my steps and it was't long until I could touch the ground and I instantly felt better. I think I'm afraid of heights.