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What's the scariest thing you've ever done?

^^ Good luck with that propita my sister-in-law took hers about 10 years ago and was a nervous wreck for weeks before the test. Fortunately she passed.

The scariest thing that happened to me was tubing a local river with some friends in college. There was a small waterfall, about maybe 3 or 4 feet high; and two other guys went before me and had no problem. I went over and slipped off the tube and my foot became caught on something under the water and I was stuck, the force of the water from behind me was pushing my head underwater and I couldn't move.
I have no idea what happend, but I somehow was able to see some concrete and a rebar. I grabbed it and pulled and the next thing I knew I was floating downstream. They said I was down for about a minute but it seemed like an hour to me. When I finally got out my foot was bleeding like crazy, and some 20+ years later I have a nice two inch scar on my foot. We had to tube another couple of miles to get to the car and I was freaked out the entire way.
 
^^ Good luck with that propita my sister-in-law took hers about 10 years ago and was a nervous wreck for weeks before the test. Fortunately she passed.

For the CA Bar - July, it's a four month wait to find out the results. You find out around Thanksgiving. Really sucked last year. Maybe all for the best.
 
1) 2 years ago, Cow on the place has a calf. We have about 3 days to "process" it (give it some supplement shots, an ear tag, and a rubber band around its testicles if it's male and we want to castrate it). To keep us, mainly me safe from the mother cow, who was showing few signs of the aggression that would have her on the quick sell list, we drag it under a gate into a corral pen. I process it, and shove it back under the gate. I then, against my grandpa's orders, try to get it up quicker (it would have gotten up in a few seconds anyway). I go further down the pen to open another gate and circle wide around the cow to get back to the utility vehicle where Grandpa is parked. I look once, the cow's about 20 yards away. two seconds later, 5 yards away with a full head of steam! She knocks me down, hitting my there-by-reflex crossed arms in front of my torso, and starts to roll me over across the field. By good wits and instincts I'm able to keep her front hoves in sight and away from my limbs, which would have broke like matchsticks under a 2000 lb cow! 4 seconds felt like a minute. I was afraid I'd be in casts, or worse. Fortunatly, Grandpa heard my hollering and fended her off with the whip. I was sore for three days.

2) last computer programming project, I got a little too much help from a more advanced classmate. Teacher smelled plagiarism, but gave me the benifit of the doubt considering what I was going through. Scared the hell out of me!
 
I inherited my dad's fear of heights, and I wanted to overcome it, so I took a flying lesson. I flew a Cessna when I was twenty years old. I enjoyed it so much, I attempted to continue the lessons and go for my private pilot's licence, but was turned down because I have cerbral palsy. I failed the required pyhsical.

I no longer fear heights.
 
I inherited my dad's fear of heights, and I wanted to overcome it, so I took a flying lesson. I flew a Cessna when I was twenty years old. I enjoyed it so much, I attempted to continue the lessons and go for my private pilot's licence, but was turned down because I have cerbral palsy. I failed the required pyhsical.

I no longer fear heights.

Ouch on the no pilots license on account of the condition :(

Way to go on the conquering of your acrophobia :techman:

I'm working at my arachnophobia little by little.
 
Speaking of arachnids and scary stuff:

Wearing welding gloves, I was pouring a catch jug of used motor oil into a bucket one day. When I was done, I found the squished corpse of a black widow spider on my right glove. :eek:
 
Gunner on the lead vehicle for my unit's Quick Reaction Force for eight months in Iraq.

I got pretty fatalistic about it though. Said a quick prayer, made sure my 50cal was functional and that my turret could swivel and just settled in to watch the road ahead.
 
There was a spider in my bathroom last night.

It wasn't high on crack, though.

Nor was it a black belt in karate.
 
Drive on Highway I-270 in St. Louis during morning rush hour--and in the rain.


I was less scared when I went skydiving once...
 
I inherited my dad's fear of heights, and I wanted to overcome it, so I took a flying lesson. I flew a Cessna when I was twenty years old. I enjoyed it so much, I attempted to continue the lessons and go for my private pilot's licence, but was turned down because I have cerbral palsy. I failed the required pyhsical.

I no longer fear heights.

Ouch on the no pilots license on account of the condition :(

Way to go on the conquering of your acrophobia :techman:

I'm working at my arachnophobia little by little.

What's that? You're afraid of spiders?
 
I was hiking up a nearby hill when I decided to take a break and check out the scenery. I stood on a moss covered ledge which had a slight angle when the moss gave way completely and I plummeted 10 feet down. I landed on my feet on a ledge that was about 14" wide. If I'd lost my balance then, I'd have fallen at least 35ft.

I nearly shit my pants.
 
Life is full of fear, overcoming it is our challenge. That said, there's been a few incidents over the years that left their mark.

1-Driving down the road( a busy one) one hot summer day with 4/40 AC(all windows down ), I'm at about 55 when the rubberband in my hair broke. At the time, my hair was so long I could easily sit on it. I wasn't sitting on it at this particular moment, though. I suddenly had over 3 ft. of hair swirling around my head. I was in the middle lane of 3 at the time. By the time I got the car stopped I was half up on the sidewalk.

2- I was climbing around a concrete dumpsite, a place they used to dispose of old pieces of sidewalk and such, as a kid and a weak section of sewer pipe(large pipe) gave way. I fell in and landed on my back, knocking the wind out of me real good.As I lay there gasping for breath I felt something moving under my back. I was still semi-paralyzed by the shock of the fall and couldn't move. I could only watch as a rattlesnake crawled out from under me, cruised across my leg and disappeared into the shadows.

3-I was crossing the parking lot of the local arcade when a car whipped up and stopped in front of me. A guy popped out of the driver's window and pointed a .45 across the roof of the car at me, screaming something about how he was going to get me for messing up his car. I didn't know wtf he was talking about. He looked insane. His girlfriend talked him down eventually, pointing out that I didn't even look like the guy he'd seen, but it was a very long minute or two. I've had other guns waved in my face during hold-ups and such but that was the only time I was convinced someone was going to actually shoot.

4-I was at Bear Lake in N. Arizona camping and I got up early in the morning(maybe 6-ish) to pee. I wandered out into the pines and, while I'm doing my business, I felt a cold nose on my butt. I turned around as I finished and there was the biggest freaking bear I've ever seen, standing on all fours about 6 inches away. We stared at each other for a few moments and he walked a few feet away. I started to edge back the way I came and he came closer. I stopped and he stopped, then walked a few feet away again. We played this dance like five times before he got bored and completely wandered off. Come to find out at the Ranger Station later there was a large grizzly being hunted by the rangers because it had attacked and mauled some campers. When they described it, it seemed to be the same bear based on markings they mentioned. I didn't have to know this extra info about him, though. The encounter was terrifying enough.
 
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I'm working at my arachnophobia little by little.

What's that? You're afraid of spiders?

A little. Mostly those spiders that spin the traditional web and are in those crazy colors that live in this area. Also leery of the Black Widow.

The Daddy Longlegs/Cellar spiders on the other hand, I can pick up by their legs without trepidation.

My arachnophobia is what rules out, if I ever was to travel internationally, a trip to Australia.
 
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I'm working at my arachnophobia little by little.

What's that? You're afraid of spiders?

A little. Mostly those spiders that spin the traditional web and are in those crazy colors that live in this area. Also leery of the Black Widow.

The Daddy Longlegs/Cellar spiders on the other hand, I can pick up by their legs without trepidation.

My arachnophobia is what rules out, if I ever was to travel internationally, a trip to Australia.

Based on your name you're in Cali. Since I moved here I've seen soooo many spiders. Do you not get them over there in the inland part of the state?
 
Based on your name you're in Cali. Since I moved here I've seen soooo many spiders. Do you not get them over there in the inland part of the state?
Oh, we got plenty of spiders of all sorts on the ranch!

In addition to those I just mentioned, we have a few jumping spiders of some kind (short legs, fuzz around the fangs, crazy quick jittery movements, no bigger than a dime), ones with tan bodies and dark red legs, small, pale yellow ones with longer legs in front than in back, and two or three brown ones that are content to crawl on the ground and walls.
 
When I was about 16, I was on something of a nature hike with my father's Scout troop. We stayed in the city, but we went to the Scarborough Bluffs, which is part of the city's park system. We were climbing down one section, when I decided to jump down about three feet to a flat section. However, under the cover of leaves was nothing but mud. My feet went out from under me and I slid about 20 feet down until I hit another flat patch that was drier.

Here's a picture of the bluffs:

ScarboroughBluffs10.jpg


It would have put a serious crimp in my day had I not stopped sliding.
 
1. The scariest thing that ever happened to me was being stalked by an ex-boyfriend. I was 24 years old and ended up having to move back in with my parents for a while until he finally gave up after a major confrontation with my father. Before I moved back in with my folks, this guy was calling me in the middle of the night (usually drunk), pounding on my front door & yelling at all hours of the day and night, 'appearing' randomly while I was shopping or meeting w/friends, and doing drive-bys of my home and office for about 8 months.

This was before there were stalking laws, however...so I had no laws on my side. Basically, I had to watch my back 24/7/365, even when I did simple things like taking my clothes to the laundry room of my building.

My dad could be pretty scary though, so once I moved back home, he was 'discouraged', thank goodness.

2. My other most scary experience was a near-miss almost plane crash in a 737 which was attempting to land in bad weather in Dillingham, Alaska. We pitched side to side all through the attempted landing, and came within a couple of yards of actually touching down when the wind pitched us strongly sideways and the pilot had to gun it hard to get us back into the air and avoid crashing. When he gunned it, we went up FAST, steep, and loud, while everyone on the plane just sat there, wide-eyed. No one screamed - we were all too terrified. Needless to say, we flew back to Anchorage and I had to fly back out there the next day....still with a pit in my stomach.
 
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