For me there were several--- A 141 foot Bungy Jump--A 100 foot deep Scuba Dive---Zip Linning over jungle---River Rafting
It must have been so dramatic that I forgot. I would say swimming with the pythons,monkeys and gators here in our rivers and springs. We have a new snake grabber onlyused once since not many snakes last year.We take them to the woods and let them go one we took down the road and dropped off.
Dangerous and stupid Removing a stopped up trash cover off the top of a 24" standing drain pipe on a pond dam. From a row boat. It scares me to even think about it now.
Well, I removed some of those "Do Not Remove Under Penalty of the Law" tags from my new mattress. I'm sure I'm on the FBI's most wanted list but whatever.
The scariest thing I can remember doing was driving at night on forest / mountain roads in the rain without being able to clearly see the road. Oh and a similar daylight situation in fog and snow over an icy mountain pass when I could barely see the truck's tail lights in front of me.
Probably clearing the land for our cabin up north. Accidents can happen with trees, chainsaws, and axes, and I cut a lot of trees down. I was by myself, there's no cellular coverage, and the likelihood of anyone coming by is pretty low, particularly if I were unable to get to the ATV trail, where there would be at least a chance of someone coming by.
If had a bicycle wreck on the Greenway close to Salem, that follows the Roanoke River. I was going down a hill, having just come over the crest. The bike was a new one that I had traded for, and the gears were different from my other. Anyway, I must have glanced down at the bars to make sure I down shifted correctly. That's all I remember. I woke up in E.R. at the hospital, was there for a day and half, with bleeding on my frontal lobe. Still don't know who found me and called 911.
It is nothing short of a miracle you aren't in a mental prison serving a life sentence for attempted suicide, the willful and deliberate endangerment of your own life by mattress death. What goes through your mind girl, when you commit these heinous crimes?
I have been retired 18 years and since this question requires accurate recall: Gee let's see err aah, yes, I, nope not dangerous, so, aah um eh, yes, I have it, nope not dangerous just stupid, so aah haa, nope, not dangerous just scandalous, so it appears the last 18 years I haven't committed one single act of danger after living a life full of daily danger. Perhaps my hemorrhoids are a result of 52 years of butt puckering. 18 years of safe living have been kind to my nether regions.
I did my share of white water rafting pre-retirement, but post-retirement has bee pretty low key. I've dined at questionable eateries. Does that count?
I think the most dangerous thing I've done was honk my horn at a tailgater who then followed me reeving his engine as if to scare me but stopped when I put on my hazard lights and then drove passed me. No I wasn't scared but I did realize that the situation could have turned bad.
Dunno. Some things I do on a regular basis might seem dangerous to others my age but to me they’re just part of every day life. I have a shop filled with machines that do not like people and I regularly find myself on a roof or under a house and fell trees every so often. I love to sit outside on my porch during lightning storms. There are often gun shots close to me whilst I am sitting outside but other than being noisy, I kinda like the adrenaline boost and the cops like it when I can tell them what kind of firearm it was. Again, dunno. I haven’t parachuted in a number of years but after a thousand or so blasts I don’t consider it dangerous. Heck, if I had the offer to go back up and use someone else’s chute and the plane or chopper was free, I’d go in a heartbeat. I’ve only removed ONE tag off of a mattress in my life though and I hope that the statute of limitations pertains to that act also.
Someone always mentions something that brings back a memory. This time it is about those 'tags.' I was little the first time I torn off a tag. I couldn't read but my older sister could and all I heard was 'Aww you're going to get in trouble.' with emphasis on 'trouble.' I waited and waited but nothing happened.
My father used to sell cervical pillows -- with the tags -- out of his durable medical equipment place of business. They used to go into his store and look for the tags. What a waste of resources! Why would he remove them pre-sales?