I live in the mountains and sometimes have to drive two lane winding roads with 500 to 1,000 foot drop offs. It is almost more than I can stand.
I drove that crumbling golf cart track along the cliffs around the north end of Maui once. After fifteen miles I saw a two lane highway ahead, and felt like my life had been given back to me.
I couldn’t drive those roads-—I would freeze.
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I’ve driven with family and friends on single lane shelf roads for many miles. Fun, eh? There’s nothing like the thought of backing up for miles around a peak on a one lane shelf road with off-camber turns and hundreds or thousands of feet of drop within a slippery foot or so.
Climbed over a little ice berm onto a trail to a shelf road, once. Turned out that the berm was built up by snowmobilers wanting to keep larger 4-wheel-drive vehicles off of it. Some of them were pretty mad, when we met them way up the trail. Others thought it was pretty funny. Too bad. They should have put up a sign. ;-D