Wild and Crazy Things You've Done

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I like some others married my 1st wife twice. Married for 15 years, divorced for 4 years, then remarried now for 9 years...good choice on both sides. Got remarried by Justice of the peace on Thursday before good Friday...same best man and matron of honor as 1st wedding, they are best friends from college...I wasn't feeling well so they went to see wife's mom and then to bar for a bit while I took a nap. When I woke up 3 hours later I called and they came home to see how I was doing...not good! So off to the emergency room we went...104 degree temp, bronchitis, strep throat, and one other thing that I don't remember what it was. You should've seen the size of the needle that nurse used to give me a shot in the butt! And of course my wife and friends laughed at me trying to get back in the car afterwards...I truly love them all but don't think it was all that funny!

Ryan
 
Are you talking crazy or stupid? Crazy can be without personal choice and I didn't have any of those, stupid... that was on me. One time I'll never forget, and think about it to this day. Driving to work young and dumb in the morning on a one lane each way highway in the delta. It was all fogged in and could see but 100ft ahead. Car in front of me was going 25mph, and I decided to pass which isn't typical of me. No more than 30 seconds of getting back in my lane a big rig went by in the other direction. That stupidity burned into my brain to this day.
Speaking of the not too smart things of things I've done...was in high school, got let out on account of a blizzard. Went for lunch at lunch room before I went home. Got within 3 miles of home and it was a white out, couldn't see anything, so opened my door to look at yellow lines out my door...only thing I could see. Then thought this is stupid so shut door shortly before I met a vehicle.

Ryan
 
One more...not as exciting as some others but very recent. So a year ago we helped dad move a 21 foot grain bin home on a 20 foot car trailer. This year he decided he needed another grain bin so him and my brother started taking down a 27 foot bin. They got jacks and took 4 rings off the bin, that left 3 rings and the roof. Need to stay under 18 foot for power lines, dad said he was 18 foot 1 inch tall. In order to make the move work ya need to find a route that you can fit through all bridges and clear all power lines. Used chains and binders to pull bin sides in to 25 foot. Drove a route and checked clearance of all power lines and bridge widths. Took 2 1/2 hours to move about 20 miles.

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About 8 1/2 foot on both sides of trailer

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Some tie downs
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Setting in place

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Drying floor goes in tomorrow.

Ryan
 
My name is John and I was an adrenaline junkie.

I was for the most part raised in San Diego, CA and had many adventures growing up there.
One of the many was cliff jumping in La Jolla which has many areas of cliffs to jump from with varying difficulty and danger.
Bear Claw, Double Bear Claw were the easy and not so easy jumps, plenty of calls for lifeguards and ambulances resulted from folks having fun there.
But the BIG jump was at an area called The Clam and the cliff is called Deadman's Cliff, which while only 100' to the water, you had to make a running start to clear the curving cliff face and caves below and the water depth averaged 8'-15', so jumps could only be made sorta safely at extreme high tides.

Been there, done that and have the t-shirt.

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Went down the Atchafalaya River to the gulf of Mexico....at 2:30am at night.....in a 14' mudboat with a godevil motor....alone....in sleet.....and 25 knot winds....25*F......to go duck hunting. Cold as hell...the waves were 4' in the river. Looking back, I would have died if the boat got swamped and I went in the water. But it was the absolute best duck hunt of my life, and I was sad about it because I had no one to share it with by my dog. I relished it and took in every flight that came in by the hundreds. After it was over and I had my limit, I just sat there waiting for it to warm up a little and enjoy the show. When I left, there were every bit of 10,000 ducks on the mud flat next to the little tide water slough I was hunting. I did this in my 20's, back when I was a die hard duck hunter....would think twice about pulling that off again knowing what I know now....
 
this was more stupid then crazy but when i was 18 or 19 my buddy had his own apartment so yeah that's where we did most of our drinking, the one night one of our friends passed out in a chair, so what do ya do yeah ya starting shooting empty beer cans off his head with a 22. luckily he survived but my friend had a lot explaining to do with the bullet holes in the wall. young drunk and stupid !
 
Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time. :emoji_wink:
Decided to build me a new toy one winter day. "Shortened" up a old 12 gauge dbl barrel to 9 inches, Did the stock too. Went into my back yard (I live out in the bush) and thought "I wonder if I can use a 2 handed Pistol grip stance? Don't see why not. ". Capped one off. The next thing I remember is sitting in the snow. When my eyes would finally focus in one direction, all I could see was the blood pooling in in the snow in front of me. Found my toy about 4 feet behind me, buried in a snow bank. Walked about 200 yards back to the garage (it's about 20 yds in a straight line).
The vented rib had split my eyebrow wide open. The eye and forehead turned a beautiful green/purple color, and I had a minor concussion.
When Miss Linda got home the next day, she paused long enough to look me over, shook her head, and continued on her way. All she said was, "You're never going to grow up, are you?"
Sold the toy soon after.
Gary
 
Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time. :emoji_wink:
Decided to build me a new toy one winter day. "Shortened" up a old 12 gauge dbl barrel to 9 inches, Did the stock too. Went into my back yard (I live out in the bush) and thought "I wonder if I can use a 2 handed Pistol grip stance? Don't see why not. ". Capped one off. The next thing I remember is sitting in the snow. When my eyes would finally focus in one direction, all I could see was the blood pooling in in the snow in front of me. Found my toy about 4 feet behind me, buried in a snow bank. Walked about 200 yards back to the garage (it's about 20 yds in a straight line).
The vented rib had split my eyebrow wide open. The eye and forehead turned a beautiful green/purple color, and I had a minor concussion.
When Miss Linda got home the next day, she paused long enough to look me over, shook her head, and continued on her way. All she said was, "You're never going to grow up, are you?"
Sold the toy soon after.
Gary
That's hilarious Gary! But really...I'm laughing with you! :emoji_laughing:

Ryan
 
Mine is more embarrassing than wild or crazy. I'm a huge Frank Sinatra fan. I'm at a Sinatra concert in 1994. Concert ends, my Brother and I run up to the stage because Frank Sinatra Jr, who was conducting the band, is posing with fans for photos. I get right next to him, put my arm around him, my Brother gets ready to snap the picture, (film camera, it was 1994), and we were out of film! Lost out once in a lifetime opportunity.
BTW, we are both Professional Photographers! LOL.
 
Mine is more embarrassing than wild or crazy. I'm a huge Frank Sinatra fan. I'm at a Sinatra concert in 1994. Concert ends, my Brother and I run up to the stage because Frank Sinatra Jr, who was conducting the band, is posing with fans for photos. I get right next to him, put my arm around him, my Brother gets ready to snap the picture, (film camera, it was 1994), and we were out of film! Lost out once in a lifetime opportunity.
BTW, we are both Professional Photographers! LOL.
I've got something similar. In 1970 my first ex-wife and I were in London on vacation. One afternoon we decided to go for a walk in Hyde Park. I left my camera in the room since we were not going sightseeing, just for a walk in the park. While there we noticed some people gathering in one of the bandstands, then a psychedelic painted Rolls Royce drove up and several guys got out and went to the bandstand. We followed them and took a spot with the others on the stand. It was Mick Jaeger and the rest of the Stones introducing their new drummer to the press. And I didn't have my camera.
 
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