Had two small kids, but no problem with selfishly pursuing his death-defying hobby.
Had two small kids, but no problem with selfishly pursuing his death-defying hobby.
Splat!
I remember years ago there was a cat in Cincinatti who made close to 25+ jumps off the skyscrapers downtown befor they finally caught him. never heard what the sentebce was though...
That's got to be quite a moment.
At least the feelings of embarrassment and regret and beating up on yourself don't last very long.
Do you know what Geronimo yells when he jumps from a condo? MEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeee
"...base-jumping off a 23-story building..."
“...he was full of life...”
Not anymore............
Didn’t know Panama City had building large enough to base jump from.
At least he died doing what he loved.
Dumb*ss.
Covid claims another.
Is it true that during a fall you suffer a massive heart attack out of fear and panic before hitting the ground?
Millennials
The FAR’s set pack opening altitude for C and D license holders at 2,000’ (AGL) for a reason.
“”I think he just wanted to make his mark “
Mission accomplished.
My dad was a paratrooper. Our family went to see him jump at his military base. I assume it was Fort Bragg because we lived in Fayetteville at the time. My dad waved his arms and legs so we’d be able to see him. Unfortunately, one of the paratroopers “streamered” (chute didn’t open) and fell to his death. They set off a smoke flare so no one could see the grisly aftermath. This was in the early sixties. My dad and an uncle were both paratroopers and would joke about streamers. Probably gallows humor to disguise their uneasiness about it possibly happening to them one day.
Not exactly a “great Dad” if he would risk his life in such a manner and leave his children without a father.
We were on a trip to New Zealand about 1997 when the desk clerk at the hotel we were staying in mentioned that they had an instructor who gave rap jumping lessons off of the side of the building. None of us had ever heard of it. It is not quite as dangerous as base jumping.
He fought gravity but gravity always wins.
“Had two small kids, but no problem with selfishly pursuing his death-defying hobby.”
Some people simply don’t feel things the way most of us do. They don’t feel pain, or joy. It takes a huge amount of “input” for them to feel like they’re alive. There’s usually a correlation to the amount of nerves they have, and a representative sample can be taken off their tongue. The number of taste buds has a direct correlation to the number of nerves. People with very low numbers tend to drink more alcohol, are more likely to smoke and/or use drugs, and, they are more likely to race cars, get in fights, parachute jump, etc.
I was in a hospital room once with a man who had experienced a huge stroke. He literally spent every waking moment trying to (ahem...) achieve “satisfaction.” My doctor said that so much of his brain was dead he was desperately trying to feel something...anything. He managed to seriously hurt himself, and he got a look on his face like he really liked it. (I called the nurse and they put him in restraints. I felt sorry as he was probably better off hurting himself than being retrained.)
We have no idea what drives people. But, I have a great sympathy for people and try never to judge. The longer I live, and the more that happens to me, the more I appreciate what others have to contend with. (I cried because I had no shoes and then I met a man who had no feet.)
That’s what can happen when you jump off a 23 Story building.