I don’t think so, the ‘thing’ on the ground had red on it, not lime green.
MrLiberty
January 5, 2019 9:15 pm
Indeed, one tiny mistake and you end up looking worse than a bug that hit a windshield at 80 mph. But the lure of being able to fly is quite appealing. I certainly understand why some do it…but I have never even tried parachuting. There is no reason to temp fate, when there are so many bullshit things that can kill you right here on solid ground.
Here’s a disturbing video of when it goes very wrong:
The last thing that goes through a bug’s mind when it hits your windshield at 80 mph is his asshole.
BTW, I think the flying suit stuff is called “falling with style”…
Francis Marion
January 5, 2019 10:30 pm
Ummmmm. No.
Suds
January 5, 2019 11:14 pm
Modern day Icarus hooked on that adrenaline rush, like junkies lust for another shot of smack.
Not a lot of room for error.
Most of the time, thrilling success, perhaps.
But that small % chance of fate intervention has occurred a few too many times, with horrific casualties too numerous to count, as Mr. Lib’s vid attests.
Base jumpers, bungee jumping, wing walkers, failed parachutes, trying to cuddle up to polar or grizzlies or any of the big cats, swimming with sharks…
No thanks.
I run the risk of high spikes of adranaline just passing through boogie town at night, hoping I don’t get a flat tire.
My sphyncter tightens up too easily at much smaller threats, and I tempt fate whenever I consume too much Mexican food.
Hell, I got the heebie-jeebies riding a glass elevator up 96 stories on the outside of a high rise, and had to turn and face the floor buttons.
What would scare the shit out of me were the turns that had to be made. It would be very easy to miscalculate them and end up a puddle of flesh against the rocks or the trees.
Anonymous
January 6, 2019 12:10 pm
The BrevAnt is no longer. Chamonix band wing suits for a second and maybe last time.
Lemmings are also bipedal and wear silly costumes? Who knew?
Still –off the cliff and down they go; one after the other.
It looks familiar…
Looks like jumper number 6 didn’t make it. Isn’t that him crushed at the one minute mark?
I don’t think so, the ‘thing’ on the ground had red on it, not lime green.
Indeed, one tiny mistake and you end up looking worse than a bug that hit a windshield at 80 mph. But the lure of being able to fly is quite appealing. I certainly understand why some do it…but I have never even tried parachuting. There is no reason to temp fate, when there are so many bullshit things that can kill you right here on solid ground.
Here’s a disturbing video of when it goes very wrong:
I guess it’s a fine line between:
‘Grand Champion’
AND
‘Stuff on a rock.’
“Missed it by that much” – Maxwell Smart
The last thing that goes through a bug’s mind when it hits your windshield at 80 mph is his asshole.
BTW, I think the flying suit stuff is called “falling with style”…
Ummmmm. No.
Modern day Icarus hooked on that adrenaline rush, like junkies lust for another shot of smack.
Not a lot of room for error.
Most of the time, thrilling success, perhaps.
But that small % chance of fate intervention has occurred a few too many times, with horrific casualties too numerous to count, as Mr. Lib’s vid attests.
Base jumpers, bungee jumping, wing walkers, failed parachutes, trying to cuddle up to polar or grizzlies or any of the big cats, swimming with sharks…
No thanks.
I run the risk of high spikes of adranaline just passing through boogie town at night, hoping I don’t get a flat tire.
My sphyncter tightens up too easily at much smaller threats, and I tempt fate whenever I consume too much Mexican food.
Hell, I got the heebie-jeebies riding a glass elevator up 96 stories on the outside of a high rise, and had to turn and face the floor buttons.
I’m a shorty for a reason.
Don’t like heights.
Adrenaline junkies – I’m waiting to see when they start trying to fly a tornado.
Boogie town – indeed, one of the many things that can take your life right here on the ground.
That was scary shit.
Check this alternative view from the comments over at twitter.
It’s amazing how fast they are going from this perspective.
( and no, she’s not having sex ) hehehehehe
What would scare the shit out of me were the turns that had to be made. It would be very easy to miscalculate them and end up a puddle of flesh against the rocks or the trees.
The BrevAnt is no longer. Chamonix band wing suits for a second and maybe last time.
Rick Kramer, danger seeker. Kentucky Fried Movie.