I recently took a road to a lake I used to visit as a kid. It would take me about 20 minutes to get there as a young adult. It now takes about an hour. It is a dirt road with about a 100 meter drop off on one side and a cliff face in the other side. It's about 20 miles to the lake.
Yes, I was mad on a motorbike in my youth, hung out with a couple of particularly hedonistic boyfriends and went caving alone. Perhaps I had a strong death wish, but here I am at 43 with some great stories to tell
When I was young and naive, I hiked a mountain with a friend. we were not prepared at all and ran out of food and water and could not find our way back. Luckily the weather stayed warm.
Lols, you just reminded me about a time in Switzerland when we walked up a mountain in the day and came down at twilight. All the snow had frozen and it was just slippery ice, we basically did a lot of the descent on our bottoms! Fun times as long as you get back ok.
I dont' really have any dare devil type stories... but,
When I was 29, I was diagnosed with a rare hereditary eye diseaase (Stargardt's Disease). I had seen the eye doctor because I was making simple mistkes at work, which I should have seen or noticed. Shortly after beign diagnosed, I wa fired from my job, and with my prognosis, there was no way anyabody woudl ever hire me.
I applied for Social Security Disability Insurance (SSDI), and was turned down because as they said, "although my prognosis said i would becomelegally blind, I was nto legally blind yet, so i didnt' qualify." I did qualify for California State Disability for six months, an dafter that I somehow managed to collect unemployment, but tht ran out and for about foru of five months, to this day, I am nto sure how i foudn the money to pay rent, buy food and pay the utility bills. I think I remember livign off my credit cards to some extent.
Finally, I was re-evaluated by Social Security, and declard legally blind and eligble for benefits. I had a lot of credit card debt and so i declared bankruptcy. At tht time all unsecured debt was wiped clean (somethign that chnged under George W. Bush), and so I had a fresh start even if Ihad a poor credit rating for 10 years.
Anyway, looking back, i find it amazing I didn't end up oout on the streets. I dont' really have much recall of how I made ends meet for the last 4-6 months... other than grocery stores started takign credit cards.
@Compassion8doubt Yeah. The experience has made into an American equivalent of the Democratic Socialists of northern Europe.
In America it seems if one person abuses the system they would rather cut off the program for everyone rather than just change one littel thing to prevent abuse of the program.
Kidnapped at age 15, by three adult white male strangers, taken to THREE crime scenes, quietly watched as we drove by potential body-dump sites: Survived with only my wits. I was very naive and unknowing. I do not know how I was able to overcome them intellectually. But I did.
Yes trekking Everest I slipped on a waterfall path which we were crossing and luckily for my sherpa who managed to hold me by my poles, I was soaked and glad to be alive as the ravine was 150 metres down and there was no way up
i looked and pondered in a skip of a second i was a goner Yes that expereince will remain with me for the rest of my life
Wow! Lucky escape, I guess that Sherpa got a good tip.
@girlwithsmiles yes and a friend for life too you start appreciating small things in life too.
My entire life, especially living with violent abusive hubby #1.
I was once driving on the interstate with my kids, and suddenly saw that the two 18-wheeler trucks in front of me were going to cut me off and get me killed.
But it was as though I was somebody else..somebody confident, amused, fearless. I stood on the accelerator and shot through a tiny opening between the swerving, speeding trucks, and saved our lives.
But thinking back I knew if I'd miscalculated at all, we'd all be dead instead.
Walking to work 5 am one morning I was walking towards a gas station and a truck was skidding as it had overshot the station, (which it was meant to be refuelling I think). Everything went kind of slow motion as the truck was sliding to hit the service station. He regained control and...no explosion. It was totally out of my hands, but so glad he recovered the truck in time. No one to witness it, apart from me, the driver and the chap in the service station.
Too many times. 120 mph on icy roads, working derricks, other stuff I won't mention
many times ... thats called living to the max
All the time... a lot of adventures and stories across a few continents in many lands.
A number of times on my motorcycle. Not sure how I survived those times.