My fraternity brothers and I would sit on the edges of the Missouri River bluffs at Easley. One of them would talk about what it be like to go off the edge. He really made me nervous because he seemed so serious.
When I was young, I would never walk up to a cliff edge, but would kind of crab walk on all fours / sidle up to the edge.
My Boy Scout Troop and I camped out inside the cave at easily