Without warning, at about 2:30 p.m., Bradt’s red kayak appeared on the top left side of the falls from Schloss’ perspective at the park’s overlook. With a few quick paddle strokes, he steered the boat down a green tongue of water and quickly disappeared in the plummeting, billowing stream of white. “I got pictures, but he’s hidden in the whitewater,” Schloss said. “It happened so fast, but then it seemed like eternity before he popped up clear over on the right side. “He was OK, and everybody started cheering.” The 22-year-old professional paddler had set a record in the unofficial realm of waterfall bagging: He’d survived the highest known waterfall descent in a kayak/Rich Landers, SR. More here.
Question: What is the most daring thing that you’ve done?
moscow_minidoka on May 04 at 1:37 p.m.
Impregnated my wife.
Stickman on May 04 at 1:39 p.m.
I’m not too sure about the word daring. Crazy maybe, stupid maybe, but daring, I guess I’ve had a few of those as well. Climbing big mountains was daring and exhilarating. Jumping out of a plane or hanging upside down from some rubber cords is another thing that could be called daring. Now, the most daring thing I do is drive around town for a living.
toadman on May 04 at 1:41 p.m.
I’m with MM. I fathered THREE boys (so far). I’ll be surprised if I survive.
jreighley on May 04 at 1:43 p.m.
When I was about 12, I provoked a bull to charge me… He stormed at me from about 60 yards away. I yelled STOP! He stopped an inch or two from my face..
JeanieSpokane on May 04 at 1:45 p.m.
I have spent years going to the Oregon coast where my grandparents’ home is, right on 101, overlooking the craggy rocks with all those neat little critters and plants swimming in the pools. I have walked out on those rocks countless times. It’s the most dangerous thing I can possibly do - particularly since I am alone and there is absolutely no one who would realize that a middle-aged, er, older citizen has fallen in the rocks and swept out to sea. Nobody would know until days later, after I failed to return.
Cabbage Boy on May 04 at 1:49 p.m.
I don’t typically do daring things. Stupid on the other hand… I have done that.
Done some minor rock climbing, amateur spelunking and ridden broncs. And with Toad and MM, my bravest moment was asking my future wife to marry me.
Sisyphus on May 04 at 2:03 p.m.
Walked through a medina in a Moroccan city after dark.
Skied Corbett’s Couloir in Jackson Hole.
Drove a rental car through northern Guatemala.
But the most daring would be to ride in a Volvo down to the end of an Idaho logging road with the following bumper stickers on it, “Clinton/Gore” “proud tree hugger” and “Save Idaho Wolves.”
toadman on May 04 at 2:08 p.m.
“Walked through a medina in a Moroccan city after dark.”
You know, I did something like this too. I walked off the “tourist road” in Nuevo Laredo, murder capital of Northern Mexico (at that time), once. I was stared at, followed, and probably aimed at also. But.. I survived.