Friday - OT - Most thrilling adventure/experience
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Not that time, but it reminds me a different time where something similar happened.
I was bow hunting on some public land I had never been on a few years ago. Never been a big fan of pubic land, and I have never done any hunting on public land since.
It was getting later in the afternoon, near dusk, perfect time for the deer to move out into the field I had scouted.
Out of nowhere a semi-auto rifle opens up. ~20 quick shots. Then a pause...then ~20 more quick shots...then a pause...etc
I am freaking out because I can't tell what direction they are shooting, but it is VERY close. I get up and walk out in the general direction of my truck. I come around the bend and I start hearing some Skynrd playing, then see a beat up pickup and 3 inbred looking idiots standing there drinking beer, one holding an SKS. They don't see me yet and proceed to open up again, shooting up a sign that says....and I **** you not...."No Target Shooting".
They were literally parked right next to my truck and it never occurred to them that there was someone else in the woods they were shooting up. I walked up, which startled them pretty good, threw my bow in the back of my truck, made sure they saw me writing down the license plate number and then drove off.
As I walked up the "lead" doofus said "Hey! how's it going." I never looked at him or responded. They spent the rest of the time standing there slack-jawed giving me a dirty look.
The DNR officer I talked to did not seem surprised in my report or very interested in doing anything about it.
Your comment above would have fit this earlier post much better:
Climbed Mt Whitney (tallest peak in the lower 48) last year on my birthday.
I was launched out of the raft white water rafting in California on a class IV rapids. Unlike cytheguy, I have gone on 3 other rafting trips since then. Very fun.
I also once had a flat tire in a really ****** area of Rockford, IL on a Saturday night. While changing the tire, I saw a guy chasing another guy and shooting at him. I had 2 lug nuts on and got the hell out of there until I was somewhere safer to put the rest on.
I was launched out of the raft white water rafting in California on a class IV rapids. Unlike cytheguy, I have gone on 3 other rafting trips since then. Very fun.
I also once had a flat tire in a really ****** area of Rockford, IL on a Saturday night. While changing the tire, I saw a guy chasing another guy and shooting at him. I had 2 lug nuts on and got the hell out of there until I was somewhere safer to put the rest on.
I did skydiving way back with round chutes, static lines and if you didn't jump they pushed you out. I did it three times and would have liked to do it more but couldn't afford it. Always thought about taking it up later on but just never had the time.
Any time I take a motorcycle trip to someplace different gets me excited. I just love being on the open road hauling *** across this beautiful country of ours. So many places to see, not enough time or money.
Any time I take a motorcycle trip to someplace different gets me excited. I just love being on the open road hauling *** across this beautiful country of ours. So many places to see, not enough time or money.
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Yeah, I'm excited to eventually cross this off my list.
That is the problem I, as well as most people, unfortunately have. Too bad we can't find a job that we just travel to where we want to go.
1.) Getting Married
2.) Having a child
3.) BMW Performance driving school
4.) Yosemite
5.) Grand Canyon
6.) Spring Break! Doesn't matter where, can't distinguish which one I did was best.
7.) Sky Swing (Similar to Bungee)
Just some of my experiences that come to mind.
2.) Having a child
3.) BMW Performance driving school
4.) Yosemite
5.) Grand Canyon
6.) Spring Break! Doesn't matter where, can't distinguish which one I did was best.
7.) Sky Swing (Similar to Bungee)
Just some of my experiences that come to mind.
I did a winter ascent of Long's Peak with a buddy. Slept in a snow cave, got kind of a late start, but the weather was good so we went for it. Stepping through the "keyhole" was like entering a different world. About 2000' of exposure. Glissaded most of the way back to the snow cave, which was a blast.
During my college years, went rock climbing down to Mississippi Palisades by myself. Hooked up with some guys that were climbing at about my abilities. They took me to a location that had about a 120' crack in the cliff. I decided to lead climb it. I got about 80' up and was on some sketchy stuff, with not much for protection. I fell and my first piece of protection busted out, the second caught me, but not before I hit a ledge after falling about 20'. Lower back at the hips took the brunt of it. I could still walk, so I went home. My mom says "Did you fall today?" I asked why. She says, "You have a bloody hole in the back of your shorts."
Eventually I got stiffened up enough that my sister took me to the emergency room. Nothing broken. But I found out about 20 years later that I had, at some point, damaged my spleen -- and it had healed itself, leaving a cyst about the size of a baseball on it. I assume that happened when I fell.
During my college years, went rock climbing down to Mississippi Palisades by myself. Hooked up with some guys that were climbing at about my abilities. They took me to a location that had about a 120' crack in the cliff. I decided to lead climb it. I got about 80' up and was on some sketchy stuff, with not much for protection. I fell and my first piece of protection busted out, the second caught me, but not before I hit a ledge after falling about 20'. Lower back at the hips took the brunt of it. I could still walk, so I went home. My mom says "Did you fall today?" I asked why. She says, "You have a bloody hole in the back of your shorts."
Eventually I got stiffened up enough that my sister took me to the emergency room. Nothing broken. But I found out about 20 years later that I had, at some point, damaged my spleen -- and it had healed itself, leaving a cyst about the size of a baseball on it. I assume that happened when I fell.
I plan on taking a few extra days off and riding the bike down to Lubbock for the TT game this year. Hopefully go down through Colorado Springs into New Mexico and then over. The route all depends on the extended forecast.
I know I'm a little late, but what the heck...
3. Doing a(n unintentional) 40 mph 360 in traffic on I-35 in an ice storm on the way to Des Moines--somehow missing both bridge abutments and the gulch to the right, not to mention the cars I slid past.
2. Running out of gas in Harlem at 11pm on a Saturday night with two women in the car, after driving non stop across the country. Yeah, I'm from Iowa.
1. When Kathleen said "Yes!", twenty years ago.
3. Doing a(n unintentional) 40 mph 360 in traffic on I-35 in an ice storm on the way to Des Moines--somehow missing both bridge abutments and the gulch to the right, not to mention the cars I slid past.
2. Running out of gas in Harlem at 11pm on a Saturday night with two women in the car, after driving non stop across the country. Yeah, I'm from Iowa.
1. When Kathleen said "Yes!", twenty years ago.
I nearly hit a Canadian Goose last year on a turn to final in a 172. Not the best thing to see a few feet away.
Did a couple spins with my instructor. That was exhilarating.
I may never forget the view of spinning head on into traffic going 80 M.P.H
on I-70 between Topeka and Lawrence.
Which reminds me, things are crazy in that city. I was driving along and a person and his dog just walked out randomly (no crosswalk) in front of me and another car. I had to slam on the brakes and let the car die (Manual). Honked and threw my hands up in the air...the other car had to do the same thing. This was a fairly busy road too.
I was not thrilled by the one white water rafting experience I had but then again I do not like being cold.
Absolute best experience was swimming with dolphins in Puerto Vallarto (sp) Mexico. One thing that surprised me was that it is painful to them if you grab their dorsal fins to go for a ride - better to use their lower fins which I did and man what a rush. Fully expected to be nekid when we got done but the trunks were still there.
Absolute best experience was swimming with dolphins in Puerto Vallarto (sp) Mexico. One thing that surprised me was that it is painful to them if you grab their dorsal fins to go for a ride - better to use their lower fins which I did and man what a rush. Fully expected to be nekid when we got done but the trunks were still there.
~White Water Rafting--Colorado
~Bear watching in beautiful Kenai, Alaska w/ a bush pilot at the controls of a plane
~Prince William Sound-Alaska. Our cabin's port hole windows @water level with porpoises swimming alongside
5 feet away (and humpback whales and other creatures)
~At Wrigley outside and inside for game #6 of 2003 ACLS Marlins vs Cubs (Bartman game); surreal experience
~In college, a friends owned a beautiful 1975 Pontiac Trans Am with the optional 455 cu in (7.5 L) Pontiac V8 engine. Four of us took it out on a 2-lane deserted hwy on an August sunday night, as I was in front seat watching the speedometer passing 135 mph--and friend burying it at around 150mph. The only car we came upon? A county sheriff. Gave driver a break and wrote him up for 105 mpr in a 55mph zone
~Bear watching in beautiful Kenai, Alaska w/ a bush pilot at the controls of a plane
~Prince William Sound-Alaska. Our cabin's port hole windows @water level with porpoises swimming alongside
5 feet away (and humpback whales and other creatures)
~At Wrigley outside and inside for game #6 of 2003 ACLS Marlins vs Cubs (Bartman game); surreal experience
~In college, a friends owned a beautiful 1975 Pontiac Trans Am with the optional 455 cu in (7.5 L) Pontiac V8 engine. Four of us took it out on a 2-lane deserted hwy on an August sunday night, as I was in front seat watching the speedometer passing 135 mph--and friend burying it at around 150mph. The only car we came upon? A county sheriff. Gave driver a break and wrote him up for 105 mpr in a 55mph zone
He was MY instructor back in 1982 if it's the same guy!
I had nearly 30 skydives - loved it!
Hang glided (or is it hang glid?) and soloed off of Step Toe Butte near Spokane - loved it!
Took traditional glider flight lesson and found it wasn't for me...
Want to do indoor wind tunnel jumps and want to fly powered parachutes.
THAT is a frightening experience... So many stories of death in those circumstances.
