Yep. You're totally right Tom. We not only survived, we thrived. And I'll tell you, I loved every minute of it.Times have changed.
30 years ago, we stood on rotten wood stands, or homemade crap stands, Bakers, or sketchy, dead limbs with no safety harnesses.
We used to ride in the back of pick up trucks, or without seat belts, no bicycle helmets, and kids played outside without adult supervision. We played with knives and BB guns. Our tree swings were swinging over cliffs on grape vines.
I'm a proud Darwin survivor.
Times have changed.
30 years ago, we stood on rotten wood stands, or homemade crap stands, Bakers, or sketchy, dead limbs with no safety harnesses.
We used to ride in the back of pick up trucks, or without seat belts, no bicycle helmets, and kids played outside without adult supervision. We played with knives and BB guns. Our tree swings were swinging over cliffs on grape vines.
I'm a proud Darwin survivor.
I hear ya. I fell 15 feet once. Walked away without a single scratch.I took a lot of risks too.
Knowing what I know now, it's amazing so many of us are okay.
Part of it is the internet. We now get to see low probability accidents all the time. It can make us too vigilante, or maybe safe enough if you take it the right way.
I was a daredevil until I fell 15 feet out of a tree (in my mid 20s) and landed on my side. I am very lucky I walked away. I landed almost perfectly to prevent injury. I can still remember the force of the impact. It's actually stomach churning how hard your body hits the ground.
I hear ya. I fell 15 feet once. Walked away without a single scratch.
Talk about a guardian angel!!
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Amazingly, it was not brutal at all!I bet the impact was still brutal. When I hit, it felt like King Kong had me by the ankles and slammed me into the ground.
Amazingly, it was not brutal at all!
I was climbing into a wooden observation stand in my yard with loping pruners in my hand. I used to spend evenings in that platform watching my food plots. The top 2x4 step pulled put of the tree and I fell perfectly vertical. Falling was like slow motion. Every thought went through my head as I plummeted to the ground. As I was falling, I assumed that I would be hurt, or paralyzed or impaled by the pruners.
At the base of the tree was a wet spring. The ground was very soft. My feet rammed into the mud half way up my shins and held me from falling over, like my feet were in concrete.
I landed in disbelief that absolutely nothing at all hurt. I expected some sore muscles or something the next day...nope, zero pain. I was serious when I said that I had a guardian angel that day!
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It happened 30 years ago and it still blows my mind every time I walk past that old stand. It's still hanging in that old cherry tree. I need to take a pic of that death trap.Wow. Reminds me of people that have a parachute not open and they survive.
My SIL's sister was in jump training for the military. The person behind her had their chute not open. He walked away. Amazing.
Are we still permitted to use terms of gender?Times have changed, that's for sure. Now days folks don't even know if they are male for female...
Boys have a penis, girls have a vagina.Times have changed, that's for sure. Now days folks don't even know if they are male for female...
Unless u hunt with a crossbowBoys have a penis, girls have a vagina.