I tend to be brave…except where deadly heights are involved. I mean even watching dare devils involving heights on TV makes my ‘boys’ hide.
I can fly in flimsy light planes and it doesn’t bother me. But get me near the edge of a cliff with nothing in front of me and I back away.
I can fly in flimsy light planes and it doesn’t bother me. But get me near the edge of a cliff with nothing in front of me and I back away.
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I had two guys who worked for me who were in the Air National Guard. They flew around the world and stuff.
Both were afraid to be on top of two stacks of scaffolding.
I can fly in flimsy light planes and it doesn’t bother me. But get me near the edge of a cliff with nothing in front of me and I back away.
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I had two guys who worked for me who were in the Air National Guard. They flew around the world and stuff.
Both were afraid to be on top of two stacks of scaffolding.
“can fly in flimsy light planes and it doesn’t bother me. But get me near the edge of a cliff with nothing in front of me and I back away.”
Same here. I’m ok until a few feet away; closer than that I need to be sitting down, or on hands and knees or lying down on stomach peering over edge. Then I like the experience.