I have a VHS of my bungee jump at the Queen Mary in Long Beach. Unfortunately it records my yelp as well. The amusement of the guys filming the jump is also recorded for posterity.
When younger, I’d dive off the cliffs at Johnson’s Shut-ins State Park in Missouri into the beautiful waters… maybe 20-25 feet.
To dive safely, you needed to dive OUT away from the rocks below, or you would die, and to hold your arms strong pointing down into the water so that your hands and arms ‘broke’ the water surface, not your head and neck, which would be the way to incur some kinda neck injury.
Enjoyed the video. Most of those ‘stunts’ are only possible because the people are physically very strong with extremely skilled muscles and muscle memory. Throw in a lot of ‘crazy’ and you got a successful show!
…and lots and lots of practice. My old gymnast brain & muscles wanted to try some of those… but I said NO! HELL-NO!
My brother in law would dive off railroad trestles as a kid. He would not bother to find the lowest point on the underside of the bridge, just leap right from the tracks into the river.
I went rapelling often in Colorado. I was racing a guy Australian style once and couldn’t figure out why I suddenly took such a lead on him. It’s because he started braking. I slammed into the ground so hard I bounced.
Michael and I saw guys like this Dan Osman climbing up sheer rock formations when we were camping in the Tuolumne Meadows in Yosemite in 1985. I wonder if this Dan fella was doing some of that back then. Kinda sad that he died doing stuff in Yosemite in 1998, but maybe he died happy, huh…
Tuolumne Meadows is a much better destination than the valley floor (Yosemite). Mrs. Geezer and I did a 100 mile horse trip starting from Tuolumne., it was great.
We came back the following year and spent ONE day in the valley. Beautiful place but full of jerks. Drunks were hollering all night long and a bear came and carried off the neighbor’s ice chest.
Yeah, that’s the other side of this stuff Cathy. Dan Osman died doing this. In his day he was the undisputed master of free-style climbing; there was nobody better on the planet. But he laid it all out 100% every single time with no margin of error. Nobody performs 100% all the time. Dan was no exception. He left a daughter who will only know her father through video tapes.
Drunks were hollering all night long and a bear came and carried off the neighbor’s ice chest.
That bear either wanted a beer and to party…
…or he wanted the dang partiers to stfuand took away their beer hoping they’d settle down and pass out.
I remember back in the sixties when camping was quiet and restful… maybe you’d hear somebody playing a guitar around the campfire or talking quietly. The loud shit from asshats really ruined it.
There’s a nice little rocky hill/ dog park nearby that got rooned for evening enjoyment and dog walks. The high school kids discovered it and decided to use it as a party spot and smash bottles everywhere.
I don’t like walking my dogs over broken glass, go figure.
Oh yes I can
Michael bungy-jumped off a bridge in New Zealand. It was a beautiful swan dive of about 300 feet, I think, into the canyon below.
Skipper’s Canyon.
I have a VHS of my bungee jump at the Queen Mary in Long Beach. Unfortunately it records my yelp as well. The amusement of the guys filming the jump is also recorded for posterity.
We have Michael’s bungy jump on VHS also. He enjoyed a good whoo-hoo after he bounced.
*note to self* xfer to digital media a.s.a.p.*
When younger, I’d dive off the cliffs at Johnson’s Shut-ins State Park in Missouri into the beautiful waters… maybe 20-25 feet.
To dive safely, you needed to dive OUT away from the rocks below, or you would die, and to hold your arms strong pointing down into the water so that your hands and arms ‘broke’ the water surface, not your head and neck, which would be the way to incur some kinda neck injury.
Enjoyed the video. Most of those ‘stunts’ are only possible because the people are physically very strong with extremely skilled muscles and muscle memory. Throw in a lot of ‘crazy’ and you got a successful show!
…and lots and lots of practice. My old gymnast brain & muscles wanted to try some of those… but I said NO! HELL-NO!
My mother in law did a jump at a local amusement park. She wore adult diapers and you could hear the “OH SHIIIIT” for miles.
My brother in law would dive off railroad trestles as a kid. He would not bother to find the lowest point on the underside of the bridge, just leap right from the tracks into the river.
He was a really good Army Ranger.
Me? Jumping jacks make me nervous.
One time I reclined my chair too far and fell over backwards.
And I lived to tell the story.
I jumped to a conclusion once.
Once.
Wow, that ground sure is coming up fa…
Incredible stuff. Check out this Dan Osman speed mountain climbing:
Dang, Mitchell. I’m feeling good about myself right now.
I watched that whole video without wetting my pants.
I went rapelling often in Colorado. I was racing a guy Australian style once and couldn’t figure out why I suddenly took such a lead on him. It’s because he started braking. I slammed into the ground so hard I bounced.
Just a broken elbow.
Michael and I saw guys like this Dan Osman climbing up sheer rock formations when we were camping in the Tuolumne Meadows in Yosemite in 1985. I wonder if this Dan fella was doing some of that back then. Kinda sad that he died doing stuff in Yosemite in 1998, but maybe he died happy, huh…
Two of the prettiest places on earth…
Yosemite California and Telluride Colorado
Tuolumne Meadows is a much better destination than the valley floor (Yosemite). Mrs. Geezer and I did a 100 mile horse trip starting from Tuolumne., it was great.
We came back the following year and spent ONE day in the valley. Beautiful place but full of jerks. Drunks were hollering all night long and a bear came and carried off the neighbor’s ice chest.
Yeah, that’s the other side of this stuff Cathy. Dan Osman died doing this. In his day he was the undisputed master of free-style climbing; there was nobody better on the planet. But he laid it all out 100% every single time with no margin of error. Nobody performs 100% all the time. Dan was no exception. He left a daughter who will only know her father through video tapes.
Drunks were hollering all night long and a bear came and carried off the neighbor’s ice chest.
That bear either wanted a beer and to party…
…or he wanted the dang partiers to stfuand took away their beer hoping they’d settle down and pass out.
I remember back in the sixties when camping was quiet and restful… maybe you’d hear somebody playing a guitar around the campfire or talking quietly. The loud shit from asshats really ruined it.
There’s a nice little rocky hill/ dog park nearby that got rooned for evening enjoyment and dog walks. The high school kids discovered it and decided to use it as a party spot and smash bottles everywhere.
I don’t like walking my dogs over broken glass, go figure.
Michael, got some money burning a hole in your pocket?
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