Most dangerous thing you have done?

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mark st1

Plastic Manc
Location
Leafy Berkshire
When i was a youngster i used to load the clay piegeon machines for the toffs at Bisley. You work in pairs and your meant to go out to the hut (your assigned a hut before they start shooting) one of you press the button to release the last clay whilst the other stays well out the way and then re-load the machine. My mate who i was with leant down to press the release button as he did his packet of ciggies dropped out of his coat. Without thinking i leant down to pick them up right in front of said machine.To say i touched cloth as i felt the last clay skim about 0.1 mm away from the end of my nose would be an understatement. From then on i allways did the button pressing lol
 

Peteaud

Veteran
Location
South Somerset
Told the wife she was looking a bit fat.

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doctornige

Well-Known Member
Climbing a Grade III ice pitch on Coire nan Lochain, and watching my protection metres below pop out, knowing that we were climbing 'alpine style', so I was actually only attached to the mountain by my buddy's boot. I was facing a death fall down the slope of Y-Gully and then straight down a 500 foot rock terrace to the corrie floor. I realised that there was no one to get me out of this other than myself, so I took the risk and climbed the pitch essentially solo with no protection. I was totally shitting it. I got above the ice section and then completed the rest of the route also with no gear because it was banked out with snow. So the most dangerous thing I have ever done was essentially soloing Y-Gully in winter.
 

defy-one

Guest
Was travelling with a friend through Nairobi and on to Mombasa.
Saw 2 wild elephants and thought it would be a good idea to get out and show what a great wildlife photographer i am :laugh
The female trundled off into the bush and was never see again.
I decided to follow the bull elephant along the road, hoping he would turn so i could get a prize winning photo ..... He turned on a sixpence and charged!
Luckily for us he wasn't really angry ..... But boy were we scared .... Running for dear life!!!!!!
 

Glow worm

Legendary Member
Location
Near Newmarket
Went to a meeting at Suffolk County Council in Ipswich once ( a huge building that overlooks Portaloo Road) proudly wearing my yellow and green scarf. Wasn't asked back!
 

slowmotion

Quite dreadful
Location
lost somewhere
Drank three pints of Cornish rough cider and went out in a Force Five in a Mirror dinghy without a lifejacket. I didn't bother to put the split pin in to hold the rudder on either. It was quite exhilarating as I attempted to gybe, capsized, and found myself in the water with the rudder and dinghy blowing away from me faster than I could swim. I was about three quarters of a mile from the shore, and it did briefly occur to me that I might be in a spot of bother. After a few minutes, a speedboat picked me up and towed my craft back to the beach. I thanked them profusely before they left me.

I found it hard to walk back home.....I was shaking uncontrollably.
 

defy-one

Guest
Watched Spurs v Man Utd sitting in the Londoners end :Scared shitless i would jump up if Cantona scored!
 

pplpilot

Guru
Location
Knowle
A week after i gained my pilots licence i 'wondered how high i could take a Cessna 152' ... I managed 12,700ft before i bottled it convinced i had the onset of hypoxia...
 

vernon

Harder than Ronnie Pickering
Location
Meanwood, Leeds
I've skated on thin ice.

In the good old days when winters were truly cold and ponds, fens and canals froze with enough ice to support speed skating I once went out, alone, to the local pond to skate on it - without skates. It was the done thing to stand well back from the pond's edge in the filed and run and jomp onto the pond and see how far you could slide across it before coming to a halt.

On this particular day, there were no friends available to 'skate' agains so I was by myself. I stood back ran and launched myself onto the ice. About halfway across I spotted a darkened area on the ice and knew instinctively what it meant - the ice had been broken probably by friends throwing rocks at it from the railway embankment the previous day and it had re-frozen and was no longer thick enough to support my weight.

I couldn't stop.

A sickening crunch and I was through the ice and under it.


To be continued.....
 
Did a parachute jump - but really that is not dangerous; just goes against instinct.
Drove a car into a tree in my wild youth which was closest I came to dying.

But I think cycling through Paris has to win. This did involve a bit of motorway cycling near Saint-Denis in error which the locals seemed to wish to inform you of by driving at you very fast.
 
Location
Beds
Decided to walk back "home" after a (great) latin jazz concert.. The problem was the time and the location: well after midnight, el barrio, Caracas. Not wise! :thumbsdown:
 
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