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Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by Mississippi_Kid, Aug 16, 2017.
Flown a glider.
Done once and would not choose to do again:
Had a serious electric shock, enough to knock me to the ground.
Bought a money pit fixer upper
High on meth
Done once and would definitely do again:
One successful major multi day peak assault via glacier travel.
Repelled 100' down into a deep crevasse ... called a bergschrund (during crevasse rescue training).
Completed an Ironman triathlon.
Completed a 100K (62 mile) trail run ... all above 6000' elevation.
Completed a 6 mile open water swim at 5000' elevation. Yup, it was cold.
Kicked off potential avalanche cornices at a ski resort while in Ski Patrol.
Took the wrong train once in Japan.
Buzzed, in darkness without running lights on, at very low altitude, a nuclear power plant steam tower in a 4 passenger airplane. Back in the early 80s. I was not the pilot.
No, I was just a kid at 22. I was on a business trip to the big city with the boss and some co-workers to go to a trade show.
I don't remember how much it cost but a bottle of champagne came with the deal. She said I was handsome, it made me feel special.
Sailed singlehanded through the Straights of Magellan
Landed a crop duster on a dirt road (Mexico)
Being born. Robin Williams used to say that we spend 9 months trying to get out of the womb and the rest of our lives trying to get right back in.
Got locked out of my house once, and I really had to go, so I crapped in my neighbor's bushes.
Puked in my bed (in the dorm freshman year)
Gone backpacking, I absolutely abhor camping
Been in a state east of the Mississippi river (airports don't count)
Threw up Balut
Participated in a war
Reach 320 km/h on the speedometer.
Fired a blindicide.
Barfed on the steps of the US Capitol building. Pretty sure I won't be repeating that.
Pulled on Superman's cape.
Tried to build an archtop.
No, wait. COMPLETED an archtop.
Times Square on New Year's Eve
Jumped out of an airplane
Went to Iraq
Made my FIRST Solo flight in a light aircraft after 8 hours of instruction. The aircraft was a 1937 Rollason Condor (Fabric covered, Gipsy Major engined, Tail dragger).
You ALWAYS remember your first solo flight !
I can still picture looking at the seat beside me as I climbed through 1000 feet - seeing an empty seat with a neatly folded seat belt where my instructor had been sitting a short time ago.
Needless to say I managed a couple of circuits of the field followed by a 'text book' landing !
Later that day I was at home and playing on my Fender Telecaster.
Although it was 50 years ago (1967), I can still remember that day very clearly ! Unfortunately I no longer own that Telecaster, my FIRST electric guitar, bought new in 1962 as a birthday present.
Good memories !
Oooooooo, through the Straights of Magellan. I think I just added a new item to my bucket list. How long did that take?
Said the word f*** in the presence of my Mom...
So what did you do with the other 55 minutes?
Taken a luxury cruise (Seattle > Alaska). No real desire to ever take one again. It was fine, but just not my favorite way to vacation, see things, spend money, etc.
Ran a marathon (Huntsville, AL). Hated it (the last 30 or 40 minutes anyway), but that was mostly because I didn't train for it and just decided to run it for a lark. Close to a 0% chance that I'll ever run one again.
Spent the night in jail.
Spent the night in a hospital (as a patient). In this I've been extremely blessed. I've spent a hell of a lot of nights with family members, though.
Flown in a hot air balloon. Never again; the landing is nothing but a poorly planned crash. I was a radio DJ at the time, and had no choice in the matter.
Flown in an airplane. I dreaded it for fifty years, and now I don't think I'd mind another flight to somewhere.