Maybe it's not a phobia, but a sign of intelligence? After all,not falling over precipices does allow one to pass their genes on to the next generation. This is what it's all about after all, isn't it?
I don't think so. More of flying, which a lot of times keeps me from getting good out the window shots :(
I use to shoot pictures hanging out of the side of aircraft. Now in my old age I freaked out riding my bike across a bridge when I realized I was sitting higher than the guard rail .Needless to say now I walk across bridges if I am shooting anything.
To get the right photo of the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone, an acrophoboc friend had to climb up on a railing and lean over the chasm. She was able to get the shot when I held her by the legs and said, "I won't let you fall. That's my camera you're using."
In my childhood I took swimming lessons so one day the coach asked the kids to jump from the platform. The pool had 1m, 3m, 5m and 10m high platforms. I could not pass the 3m for anything in the world. I had to back-up from the 5m and 10m because I could not even look down; kids laughed I felt bad but life goes on. I hike, went to over 2000m in the mountains but I do not get close to cliffs. I also have a problem when spinning as in going into rides at Wonderland and this kind of activities; It is not fear but rather sickness. I almost faint couple of times in the past so I stay away. Are these phobias connected (at the brain level...)?
Not normally a problem here...but for a short time period (a couple years or so) I could not walk on a log over any great height. It was not fear...it was something tied to the visual imput, my inner ear and my brain. I would lose all sense of balance.
I am not very clausicphobic(sp)...I can hang out in elevators, caves and deep into lava tubes, etc -- but the even the idea of being in a very narrow space where I can not turn around starts a panic response. I can even pinpoint the experience as a young boy that probably was the trigger for this phobia -- but the mind is a strange beast. Now, if one of my boys was stuck in a cave and I had to crawl through a narrow place to rescue him, I wonder if my parentual instincts would over power the phobia. Hope I don't have to give it that test!
I guess famous is that photo of that photographer with his huge reflex camera on a rod of a skyscraper in construction.
But I must admit I could not even do this…:
I start shaking when I go near a steep long drop. Even when I look up on a very tall building I can get jittery and start losing my balance. It's not a fear as I'm not afraid. I just start losing my balance.