DID YOU EVER GET OUT OF A TERRIBLE SITUATION WITH REALLY GOOD LUCK?
I was going to a favourite fishing spot which meant that I had to access it along a narrow track on top of a cliff edge. Halfway along this track was a portion of track that narrowed even more and as I attempted to pass this section on this day, the bicycle that I was wheeling along the track with me began to slide over the edge of the cliff dragging me with it.
As I didn't want to lose my bike, I continued to hold on to it.
In my desperate efforts to save myself and my bike, I glanced around quickly for something that I could grab hold of to help haul myself out of this predicament.
To my surprise, a piece of rusty steel was juting out of the earth next to the clifftop which I hadn't noticed before.
And of course, I grasped this piece of steel with my right hand, while still holding my bike with my left hand and hauled myself up to safety(the piece of steel was about 3 feet long and 2 inches thick).
I forgot to mention that the height of the cliff was about 40 feet with rocks below.
why the hell would you try to save your fucking bike at the expense of falling 40 feet. That's fucking retarded in case you didn't already know. Thank you.
boer_83 you don't understand that the weight bike started to drag me over, but I had just enough time to look around to find something to grab hold of, failing that, release the bike and save myself as I would have had the bike dragging me down anymore
Correction to the above comment,I would have not had the bike dragging me down anymore
Yes, my first sky-diving episode: The chute didn't open. I'd love to say that I was calm and possessed and quickly pulled the emergency chute, but the truth is -- I froze ... but the chute opened on its own, another few hundred feet closer to the ground.