Nope, nope, nope.
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https://timswww.com.au/yosemite-national-park-the-thank-god-ledge/
Pucker up, buttercup.
Link to video@George-K said in Nope, nope, nope.:
https://timswww.com.au/yosemite-national-park-the-thank-god-ledge/
Pucker up, buttercup.
Link to videoReminds me of this one time I told some guy I owed money to, that I’d give him his 40 dollars there on that ledge, just meet me there tomorrow. Then the next day I totally didn’t go. I just stayed home lol. He must have felt so stupid when he got up there and I wasn’t even there lol. I mean I went up the night before and left the 40 dollars there but lol I didn’t even hand it to him lol.
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That one looks rather safe. I'd give it a try.
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I’m with George on this one. I’ve developed a fearful respect of heights as I’ve gotten older. No problem being in a building or a plane, but even walking across a tall bridge and looking over the side gives me butterflies.
30 years ago I jumped from airplanes and hot air balloons. I wouldn’t do it now.
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I’m with George on this one. I’ve developed a fearful respect of heights as I’ve gotten older. No problem being in a building or a plane, but even walking across a tall bridge and looking over the side gives me butterflies.
30 years ago I jumped from airplanes and hot air balloons. I wouldn’t do it now.
@jon-nyc my fear started when I was in my early 40s. I drove a motorhome over the Mackinac bridge on a blustery day. Since then, bridges give me the willies.
It made vacations in Portland a bit fun - bicycling over the river. And that bridge in NOLA? Not gonna happen.
But, if someone ELSE is driving, no problem. We did the bus tour in San Francisco, and it was fine over the Golden Gate and Bay bridges. Going over high trestles on the train never bothered me either, despite being 10-15 stories up.
"Now look here, you Baltic gas passer... " - Mik, 6/14/08
The saying, "Lite is just one damn thing after another," is a gross understatement. The damn things overlap.
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@George-K said in Nope, nope, nope.:
From what I can tell, she's only using one carabiner. Whereas normally I thought it was normal to have two, so that you can unhook one and move it to the other side of a post, while keeping one still connected.
No, I would not do that. Maybe for 10 million bucks, but no not just for fun.
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@jon-nyc my fear started when I was in my early 40s. I drove a motorhome over the Mackinac bridge on a blustery day. Since then, bridges give me the willies.
It made vacations in Portland a bit fun - bicycling over the river. And that bridge in NOLA? Not gonna happen.
But, if someone ELSE is driving, no problem. We did the bus tour in San Francisco, and it was fine over the Golden Gate and Bay bridges. Going over high trestles on the train never bothered me either, despite being 10-15 stories up.
@George-K said in Nope, nope, nope.:
@jon-nyc my fear started when I was in my early 40s. I drove a motorhome over the Mackinac bridge on a blustery day. Since then, bridges give me the willies.
My dad has a sincere fear of driving over tall bridges. Like, when I was 15 and only had my learners permit, we came to a bridge (not sure which, let's say it's the Delaware Bridge on 95), I had to drive as he kept his eyes closed in the passenger seat. He said he didn't always have it, but developed the fear sometime in his 20s or 30s.
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I've done this bus ride before (it's going up the mountain road on the Island of Capri, Italy) but it's a great example of my number one fear, if I had to pick... driving along cliff roads. Whether I'm driving (preferred) or not, it makes me pucker up quite a bit. Skip to the 3:00 mark for what I saw, and what can wake me up at night if I think about it, LOL.
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I've done this bus ride before (it's going up the mountain road on the Island of Capri, Italy) but it's a great example of my number one fear, if I had to pick... driving along cliff roads. Whether I'm driving (preferred) or not, it makes me pucker up quite a bit. Skip to the 3:00 mark for what I saw, and what can wake me up at night if I think about it, LOL.
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I remember when I was about ten years old my family droave to Colorado for a vacation. We had an over-the-cab camper on a pickup truck.
Dad drove us to the very top of Pike's Peak. Much of the road at that time was gravel and narrow. Meeting another vehicle on the curves was interesting considering the width of the truck with the camper on top.
There were no guardrails, and the edge of the road was extremely steep. Someone had to sit next to the passenger door on the bench seat, and there were four of us in the cab. There was no such thing as a back seat in pickup trucks at that time.
I had to sit squished up to the passenger door, looking down at the open slope of gravel and rocks, all the way to the peak. There were cars and things that had rolled down the side of the road, and were left there. Old cars, newer ones, all sizes, some right side up, some upside down, or on their side, and the youngest one in the family was the one to see all this.
My dad was not afraid of heights, but my mom and brother were, although it was never spoken. It was just Mom's order, "Brenda, sit by the window." There was no argument or comment allowed, just do it.
My brother is still a wuss. LOL
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I remember when I was about ten years old my family droave to Colorado for a vacation. We had an over-the-cab camper on a pickup truck.
Dad drove us to the very top of Pike's Peak. Much of the road at that time was gravel and narrow. Meeting another vehicle on the curves was interesting considering the width of the truck with the camper on top.
There were no guardrails, and the edge of the road was extremely steep. Someone had to sit next to the passenger door on the bench seat, and there were four of us in the cab. There was no such thing as a back seat in pickup trucks at that time.
I had to sit squished up to the passenger door, looking down at the open slope of gravel and rocks, all the way to the peak. There were cars and things that had rolled down the side of the road, and were left there. Old cars, newer ones, all sizes, some right side up, some upside down, or on their side, and the youngest one in the family was the one to see all this.
My dad was not afraid of heights, but my mom and brother were, although it was never spoken. It was just Mom's order, "Brenda, sit by the window." There was no argument or comment allowed, just do it.
My brother is still a wuss. LOL
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I remember when I was about ten years old my family droave to Colorado for a vacation. We had an over-the-cab camper on a pickup truck.
Dad drove us to the very top of Pike's Peak. Much of the road at that time was gravel and narrow. Meeting another vehicle on the curves was interesting considering the width of the truck with the camper on top.
There were no guardrails, and the edge of the road was extremely steep. Someone had to sit next to the passenger door on the bench seat, and there were four of us in the cab. There was no such thing as a back seat in pickup trucks at that time.
I had to sit squished up to the passenger door, looking down at the open slope of gravel and rocks, all the way to the peak. There were cars and things that had rolled down the side of the road, and were left there. Old cars, newer ones, all sizes, some right side up, some upside down, or on their side, and the youngest one in the family was the one to see all this.
My dad was not afraid of heights, but my mom and brother were, although it was never spoken. It was just Mom's order, "Brenda, sit by the window." There was no argument or comment allowed, just do it.
My brother is still a wuss. LOL
@brenda said in Nope, nope, nope.:
Link to videoDad drove us to the very top of Pike's Peak.
I remember rides on the "Going to the Sun Road" in Glacier Park.
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@brenda said in Nope, nope, nope.:
Link to videoDad drove us to the very top of Pike's Peak.
I remember rides on the "Going to the Sun Road" in Glacier Park.
@George-K said in Nope, nope, nope.:
@brenda said in Nope, nope, nope.:
Link to videoDad drove us to the very top of Pike's Peak.
I remember rides on the "Going to the Sun Road" in Glacier Park.
HA! There was only a portion of it paved over 50 years ago when I sat by the window. Most of it was only gravel. Loose gravel. The shoulder was non-existent. There was just a sharp drop of rocks , a few scraggly shrubs, and crashed vehicles.
The guy in the video was in the left hand seat. He had paved road all the way it appears. He did not have three other full grown people smooshing him into the passenger door and window.
He did not have my experience at all. Wuss.
