What's the most dangerous situation you've been in?

What happened to the disintegrated guy?

 

Good to know 'Every man for himself' is alive and well.

 

He was ok, came down under reserve parachute, completely torn from his glider only the king post remained with him and the chute attached to it, rest of the glider somewhere up in the Sierra Nevada mountains.

Another guy earlier in the week glider broke and he spun all the way to the ground (ok but dizzy), year before Australian team member sucked up to 21000 ft and blacked out, pretty extreme place. Cool thing about it though is if you get to Bishop airport (100km) you can legally land there high from a certain quadrant, which I did. Or 160km can land at Janies ranch desert brothel in Nevada (mate did that) - often the goal but very hard to cross the valley, that's where the sink is.

 

Snorkeling, stuck on an outcrop watching a shark circle for hours while the tide came in.
Surfing, shark again.
Last minute joined a dive group, drift dive in the rip to Port Phillip, spent too much time (and effort) trying to get a cray, it got dark (no torch) and I also realized I was out of air 3/4 through breathing in.....
Pedestrian, been run over twice, once crossing at the lights with the walk signal, the other was by an EX, up over the bonnet into the screen both times.
Pushbikes, been run over once (car wheels ran over bike wheels) but got my legs clear in time
Motorbikes, been over the handles a few times
Cars, worst was a head on and my seatbelt failed, left skin blood and hair in the windscreen !
Work, coped a 15kg steel hydraulic jack to the temple, remember the hospital lights, doctors saying if they didn't relieve the pressure in my scull (drill a hole) I'd be gone, had speech and physical therapy to recover, if it wasn't for the hard hat I definitely wouldn't be here
Diverticulitis, 3 blockages at once, very close to ruptured intestine.
Mental health, kids have pushed me to the edge.......
Just a few that pop to mind

Yes, it was luck more than good judgement that I am still here (many of my friends are not), am not proud of my stupidity at times...
Looks like I'm not the only silly bugger, good to see I'm in good company here

 

If I could insert a trophy emoji here I would!!

 

Being on the ninth floor of a building during an earthquake in Perth in 1969. I thought I was going to die.

 

Have you worked out yet why the gal upstairs keeps sending you back?

 

Being born in 1961 the wrong gender to disenfranchised parents who thought remaining at school past the age of 15 was a complete waste of time and why would anyone do it?

 

My father also thought there was no need for further education for girls [he expected us to marry and be looked after by husbands] after we finished school. My parents were financially comfortable and my sister and I went to private schools.
Once I grew older I realised my future was in my hands and took the necessary steps to achieve what I wanted ... so dont dwell on past - just go out there and do it ...

 

Walking back to my hotel in downtown Minneapolis at about 2 in the night I was approached by three African American gentlemen asking to bum a cigarette off me. They surrounded me and were about 7' tall - but they seemed like 10'. Myself am over 6' and brown. I had loads of $1 bills (for club use) and plenty of cigarettes on me. Even though I instantly knew there was no way I was going to be able to get out of this situation by putting up a fight - I don't know what got into me and I said "No". They said "You sure?", I said "Yes". "A'ight" and then let me go. I aged about 10 years in those 2 minutes. Was my first few weeks in the US and I was told of many scary mugging stories by my peers. This happened over 10 years ago and I remember that night clear as day

 

Ohh... That reminds me of one story, about 2002 in a bar in San Francisco. We were there with friends and this big dude comes in, looks stoned.

Someone had a police officer come in, the cop started questioning him and he got hostile, a fight ensued. Half the bar piled onto this guy to restrain him, helping the cop. The bar gave everyone a round of drinks.

The thing that gave me the shivers was the police officer had several visible sidearms. I could easily see one coming out and going off into the crowd. I've led a sheltered life, rarely encountered someone stoned and even rarer is someone taking on a police officer.

 

This is a detailed description of an event that happened to me in early 1979 ( I was the ripe old age of 19 at the time).
Not long after completing my HSC in late 78, being the adventurous type, I took a job as part of the crew (6) onboard the "Bermagui Star", a Tuna poling vessel contracted to the Greenseas cannery based in Eden.
Whilst out on a poling trip, approximately 10 nautical miles east of Montague Island we came across a large patch of Tuna by our spotter ( high in the boats crows nest) and we steamed toward the patch. The spotter determined the fish to be in the 60kg range; so, single pole fish.
This meant that each fisho would use a single pole ( think rod with rope attached and a single large hook with no barb). The fish were poled from the patch using the swell to lift the fish over your head and onto the deck. Each man was in a metal rack which fitted over the side of the vessel allowing you to go up and down with the swell.
A big rogue Tuna (150kg+) came from under the patch and pulled me clean out of my rack and into the bubbling pack of tuna. Tuna go into a feeding frenzy when lead into the wind as the rippling water gives the impression of bait fish for the taking. We are talking a patch of 30 tonne of tuna here. Lots of $$$$ at stake if the patch disperses. When I surfaced I was instructed to swim away from the patch and to come around the stern of the vessel to the leeward side so that I could be plucked from the water. Will never forget being bumped and bashed about by those ravenous tuna. Still haunts me when I recall it.
The two main things I got from this are : I have the UTMOST respect for the ocean and what it can throw at you. The other being that the South Coast wasn't for me as the water temperature was simply too COLD.
Not long after this I moved to Yamba (warmer water) and still reside here today. Thankfully I never lost my passion for fishing and the deep blue sea.

 

Probably thinks I'm too much of a hazard to all the good people
Every time I have dinner at mum's I get the burnt fork that I stuck into a power point as a toddler
Also got thrown across the floor from a 415V overhead buzzrail
Eating all the wrong things OS and getting crook as
I should probably should go live in a plastic bubble

 

Funnily enough and perhaps crazily enough my cousin braved through most of Central and South America by himself and his wife and never once got mugged or robbed or even murdered (well that can only happen once). Like totally roaring the streets late at night despite being having an Asian appearance. Due to his big size (6 foot 2) though and his wife at 5'9" which is huge for us of Asian heritage they kept asking him if he was a half cast....

 

Ive done some evictions in Elizabeth before

 

Escaped Vietnam & communism after the war, first by evading capture in the middle of the night and then crammed inside a small fishing boat with my mum/aunty/sisters and other refugees, going to a refugee camp in Malaysia. Was only 6 at the time, my sisters 4 and 2. A couple of days at sea, we got surrounded by Thailand fishermen/pirates who boarded our boat. They robbed us, took a few of the more attractive women onto their boats and smashed our engine leaving us floating at sea with hardly any food or water. We were relieved they didn't kill us like a few of the other unlucky boats before us. Luckily some time later, some friendly fishermen came by and helped us fix the engine, give us food and water and we managed to make it to the refugee camp.

 

I’m almost too scared to ask... did the women they took make it

 

A few similar stories but maybe most dangerous was in Brazil around 2011, came out of a club around 3am and a one teen tried to mug me & take my watch. We punched on & thankfully I got the better of him, however didn’t realise it was couple of teens working together and he called a car down the road. Security got me in a car straight away and got away. (Who knows what would’ve happened in the next 30sec)

Second story in Croatia, bouncers beating up someone and I got involved (I remember they were huge) got into it with a couple of them and more just came from no where, I recall about 6 so ended up running and being chased around small streets late at night on foot.

 

well yesterday i was standing roughly 6 feet ( 2 metres ) from a inch and a half ( 3.8 cm ) thick black snake for about 2 minutes and neither of us wore a mask

does that count ??

neither of us seemed to be alarmed

 

Hahaha. Encountered red bellies on more than occasion ... once the horse I wad riding calmly stepped over a coiled one, I saw it during the "stepping" but not sure if the horse did (If it'd move or struck then would've been interesting) ... another time I was looking down a gorge for missing cattle, standing on two rocks, looked down and saw a red belly slithering away between my feet ... Hubby beheaded a monster of one on the front doorstep and i nearly stood on one going down the garden steps (warned by the guest arriving)

Just glad they weren't aggressive brown's. The joys of living in the country