These people are crazy!

Seriously....how can anyone do some of these things?? Number 19 makes my stomach flop...and he has NO ropes or any safety devices....just his hands and feet!

http://now.msn.com/crazy-stunts-pulled-by-daredevils-a-photo-gallery

 

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Oh heck, did it all the time when I ws young.....look at me now........

 

The good thing about most of those stunts is you only make a mistake once!

I'm still trying to figure out what that redhead was doing to that guy on the beam. It kinda looked like Dewey and his wife!

 

MOST of these gave me the complete heebies... but 11 and 20 I LOVED!!! I so agree about 19!

 

NOW we know why you have all those metal rods and screws in your body!

 

Tedy and I have a certain appreciation of that particular redhead.

 

Let's keep this a secret. Dewey has enough on his mind getting an interior in the Shwag.

 

Yup!..........

 

I wonder if they rode this?

 

These days, it's 'easy' to get your 15 minutes of fame - on the internet. And if you're really successful, the networks will pick it up. Usually requires a trip to the hospital or morgue though........

I thought that ramp jump with the Big Wheel was pretty cool.......

 

When I was a kid, the Boy Scout summer camp that I attended had a small gorge with sheer limestone walls. About halfway down, there was a ledge about 3 ft wide that went for a mile or more. About halfway thru it, the ledge petered down to 6 inches for about 10 ft. Your rite of passage was to traverse the 6" ledge, otherwise you were a pussy. Kids did harsh things to one another and there were never any adults around when this took place, but I don't recall anyone ever not making it.

 

So...you are saying that you would take a stroll out there and say hello to the guy in the red shirt?

 

I can go one better than that. We were hunting mulies at Baxter Pass in Colorado. On the north end, there were some book cliffs, so named because they look like the pages of a half open book. Ledges are stacked between 10-20 feet high all the way up. At the top was a flat mesa. I got the idea that there were some big deer lurking up there.

I started climbing and working my way to the top. Took the better part of the morning. It was our last day of hunting. True to form, my hunting buddies gave up and were ready to pack it up and go home. They looked like a couple of ants at the bottom. I start looking for a way down, knowing full well I wouldn't go the same way I just came. I followed the ledge I was on around and it terminated. There was a big rockslide in a gulch that went all the way to the bottom, but no way to get to it.

I walked back a ways and noticed an old dead pine tree growing from the next ledge down and extending up to the one I was on, but it was about 10 feet away. I slung my rifle on my back, took a running leap and locked my arms and legs around the tree. Then I climbed down it and made my way to the ravine and back to the bottom in about 30 minutes.

So, at my age now I don't know that I'd join the guy but 15 years ago would have had no qualms about doing so. I see that you're from Wisconsin. We used to white water kayak the Wolf and a couple other of your northern rivers. What's scarier than that?

 

White water doesn't bother me....the guy out there in the red shirt....well....if he needs anything he won't be getting it from me. I lived in a house I built up on a rock ledge in the woods probably 800 feet up...didn't bother me. I loved it. But out on that narrow ledge with nothing but me would bother me a lot. Not so much when I was younger but for sure now.