I’m pretty bad with heights, but I’ve done parasailing, paragliding, and not very high rock climbing. I can maaaaybe see myself skydiving. Bungee jumping freaks me out way more.
Spelunking where you have to take off gear to fit through cracks freaks me out, but I’d do it.
Eating balut or the surstromming I guess.
There’s something with a lot of people’s fear of heights w/ being attached to the ground, whether on a ladder, high up in a building, or on a cliff. How are you in a plane because a lot of people don’t get the same fear if there’s an air cushion between them an anything touching the ground & they’re not somehow attached to the ground.
Have you seen the typical skydiving airplane? No one with any aeronautical knowledge would call them perfectly good!
Since a balloon is moving with the wind, there isn’t any during level flight; the only time you might feel (light) winds are if you’re going vertical thru a layer & even that will be light & quickly dissipate once the balloon settles into the new height/wind speed. Many people will look out instead of down & be perfectly fine with their flight even though they were allegedly ‘scared of heights’
Free solo climbing for me. At least with skydiving and bungee jumping there’s some contraption to keep you from going splat, even if they’re not 100% reliable. But climbing on a near vertical rock face with no bolts / ropes / harnesses, relying only on my finger grip strength? Nope, nope, nope!
This is pretty much the same for me. As I transitioned from a kid to an adult, I’ve lost the desire to harm animals (including quitting fishing), although I make exceptions for insect pests like mosquitoes and flies. Clay shooting looks fun though, I might take that up in the future.
Yi, yi, yi…aiiii…my tongue hurt just reading that part about the bitten-through tongue.
I used to think I had fear of heights, but it’s actually vertigo. Not the same thing. I’m ok on the top floor or a skyscraper, or in a plane or helicopter, but I get light-headed if I have to stand on a chair.
You don’t feel the wind when you’re aloft in a balloon. From the point of view of a person in the basket the air is still. [/voice of experience]
My never-ever would be spelunking. The notion of going into a confined, underground space makes my stomach do flippy-flops just thinking about it. If it were a big, open cave with walkways/paths for tourists and tours and well lit, maybe, but he sliding around on your belly in the dark stuff? Nuh-uh. Never. Nope nope nope.
I have a morbid fear of heights. Once watching a movie that included scenes of people climbing mountains, I had to close my eyes. When my family visited Grand Canyon, I had to avert my eyes from people walking too near the edge (which was protected by a wall no more than 2 feet high. In 1990 I drove up to Mt. St. Helen from the east, but just could not drive down because there was nothing, no guardrail, on the south side of the road. I gave the car to my son and closed me eyes till we got to the bottom.
On the other hand, I love flying with a good solid aircraft around me. I’ve never been in a baloon, but so long as the basket was at least waist high, I see no problem. An open cockpit plane doesn’t bother me. I have been on the viewing platform of the Empire State building, no problem. Just as long as there is a waist high rail around me.
If you offered me a trillion dollars to sky dive? No thanks.
… … fly 22 hours and 40 minutes to get to Australia.
The very thought of being trapped on an airplane for that much time horrifies me.
I will join the group never going skydiving for recreation. Also, no caving (dry or wet), and no scuba (I am OK snorkeling).
And as much as I appreciate beekeepers and their products, and the insects that produce those products, I wont be donning a beekeeper suit to get near a hive.
I will never volunteer to be a male, sexually-active praying mantis.
The praying mantis (and spider) are nature’s most vivid illustration of just how intense the male sex drive is, alongside of Islamic suicide bombers blowing themselves up for promised virgins.
Heights are bad bad bad, I can’t even watch the scary parts of hiking videos with people on the edge. I approach balcony railings with trepidation. Yet I did go ballooning once and I loved it!
IF I ever was talked into hiking Angels Landing trail in ZIon I’d be a jellied mass of slippery blubbering hysteria by the chains section.
Cute couple Adam and Eliza, how do they do it!?
I’ve been on that trail. Spectacular views!
I used to have fear of hights. Would step on glass floor on some viewing towers. Was in Sear’s Tower on the observation floor and would go nearer than meter from the windows as they were flushed with the floor.
But then I studied to be an electrian. And when interning I got a job to change lightfixtures in 40 meter above the floor in some manufacturing floor. So, I just did it. In one of those shaky cranes I got there and just started to do the job. Once in while I needed to look down to shout to the guy steering the thing to go to the next place. And to my surprise the fear faded away.
So when I did not have to go to high place I had the fear, but the minute it was a job it was nothing.
I wouldn’t go to a war. I rather even go to jail than to war.
And wouldn’t still bungee jump nor skydive. Even if I don’t have major fear of heights anymore I cannot see why I would do such things for pleasure.
Get involved in a land war in Asia.
I have an aversion to pretty much all risky behavior. I don’t want to have anything to do with heights. I won’t ride a motorcycle, and I refuse to ride in a car with missing or nonfunctioning seatbelts.
Date another crazy redhead
You should be so lucky!
I married one! Guess I’m not that risk-averse 
I gave birth to one. Most mom-ing fun one can have!