I’ve been skydiving just once (tandom.) I faked a yawn after landing as a bit of a joke but it was pretty cool.
I’ve done aerobatics at 50 feet but to be honest that doesn’t feel extreme, it feels clinical.
That’s about it.
I went spelunking (cave exploring) in this small, dark, tight, argh there is no air in here and I can’t breathe and I’m going to die get me outta here!
It was terrifying.
I go kayaking in the ocean. Doesn’t seem extreme at all to me but I know quite a few people who are convinced it is going to kill me.
Rappelled Australian style (meaning facing the ground) off a 320’ cliff in North Carolina.
More recently, left an excellent, really good paying job that I’d held for 15 years to move to another state to live with my in-laws and help take care of my father in law who has alzheimers.
My sister did that too. Zip lining looks like the funnest thing ever!
Me three - zip lining in Costa Rica. Also - sitting at a bar at the base of an active volcano during an eruption. We asked the bartender if we should be worried and he said “I don’t know”. So we ordered another drink.
I used to Luge - 80+ mph at Lake Placid.
Sky Diving, once.
Caving - just enough to convince me not to do it again.
Ran through a meadow in Austria singing "The hills are alive . . . "
Drank a whole case of beer at my bachelor party.
Been in the same room with a nuclear weapon.
Dressed up in a moon suit and sampled drums of unknown contaminants / hazards.
Fell asleep during sex, on Valentines Day (just once - but for some reason, my wife won’t let me forget it)
And for my latest feat of daring - I’m currently attempting to raise 3 kids.
Me and a friend dressed up as Santa and mrs Santa and went on a paid home visit to an adress that turned out to be the most hillbilliest of hillbilly redneck families in the most redneck hardcore trailer park in the country.
We barely made it out alive. :eek:
Walked in Houston
Took legal guardianship of my youngest brother when he was 14 and I was 25.
Field, bridge & woods battles at Pennsic.
I used to fly a powered paraglider which, except for the noise is possibly the mellowest way to fly. But it certainly seemed extremely extreme on my first flights.
Firefighting school. I was roasted in my turnout gear.
Fast-roping, from a helicopter.
I’ll go back to the rappell tower as many times as I can get away with it. Fast-roping can suck it, though.
I always thought that, in addition to the glass balcony, there should be zip lines to the bottom of the Grand Canyon.
I used to commute. Twice a day. Like this.
Climbed a 300’ radio tower - the three-sided laticework with a ladder in the middle kind - and then climbed down the outside of the tower, without safety gear.
I was young and stupid.
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jumped off a 50’ waterfall in Hawai’i without knowing for sure the depth of the water at the bottom
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battled zombie action threads
*felt relieved to see it was a 12 year member that resurrected said zombie, since I did the same a month or so ago
Motorcycle road racing is probably the most extreme thing I do on a somewhat regular basis.
By todays standards nothing my group did as kids could be considered extreme. On a personnal note I guess getting caught in a huge storm about 80 miles out at sea in a 33 ft boat would be my most scary event. The owner of the boad got scared and went into his cabin and left me with no experience to pilot the craft. More than one the entire boat seemed to be picked up and slammed down between giant waves. I later found out he had no experience either.
had twins