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What is the most adventurous thing you have ever done?

I guess for me it'd be the one year back in my teens where I went to Summer Camp, specifically the "Adventure Camp" variation of it, which was more rugged and adventurous than the basic vanilla camp that was the rest of the Summer Camp which I did go to the following year because that was actually the last year for the Adventure Camp as they just didn't have anyone to run it. Perhaps they brought it back at a later year though, but I only went there for two years as of I had gone there again I'd be assigned to the Camp Counselor role (or whatever the role is called where you're leading the activities for the other younger campers) but I didn't want to do that as I felt I couldn't.

But in "Adventure Camp" we did tent camping, cooked our own meals over a fire, went canoeing (which I actually fell asleep on the cable trip, just slept in the canoe), and most adventurous of all went spelunking in a privately owned cave that the owner was kind enough to let the Adventure Camp explore. I didn't go as far as the rest of the group though as I chickened out halfway in and opted to stay behind with one of the counselors while the rest went further in, I think I didn't like the idea of squeezing into even tighter spaces than what we already had. You see the cave entrance was actually very short and narrow, we had to crawl and roll to get inside, which was also kinda scary to do.
I do kinda regret that I didn't go further until the caves with the others, but eh too late for that now.

After that the next list adventurous thing I've done is I guess all the times when my family would go on kayaking trips and I'd choose to separate and go off on my own to explore by myself, which was fairly safe as we only went to well known spots to kayak, where there was plenty of people around and I always wote a life vest.

I guess there was also the year my family went on vacation up in the Upper Peninsula (Somewhere in Michigan I believe? I just remember them calling it the UP) and we rented an isolated cabin on a lake, that was so isolated we had to get there via boat and it didn't even have electricity, anything that required "power" was ran by natural gas (or was it propane? Some sorta gas, there was a big tank), we'd go out ok the lake to explore and fish while we were there. Oh and there was an outhouse, and I can't remember what the bathing situation was but I'm pretty sure we bathed somehow.
 
I guess for me it'd be the one year back in my teens where I went to Summer Camp, specifically the "Adventure Camp" variation of it, which was more rugged and adventurous than the basic vanilla camp that was the rest of the Summer Camp which I did go to the following year because that was actually the last year for the Adventure Camp as they just didn't have anyone to run it. Perhaps they brought it back at a later year though, but I only went there for two years as of I had gone there again I'd be assigned to the Camp Counselor role (or whatever the role is called where you're leading the activities for the other younger campers) but I didn't want to do that as I felt I couldn't.

But in "Adventure Camp" we did tent camping, cooked our own meals over a fire, went canoeing (which I actually fell asleep on the cable trip, just slept in the canoe), and most adventurous of all went spelunking in a privately owned cave that the owner was kind enough to let the Adventure Camp explore. I didn't go as far as the rest of the group though as I chickened out halfway in and opted to stay behind with one of the counselors while the rest went further in, I think I didn't like the idea of squeezing into even tighter spaces than what we already had. You see the cave entrance was actually very short and narrow, we had to crawl and roll to get inside, which was also kinda scary to do.
I do kinda regret that I didn't go further until the caves with the others, but eh too late for that now.

After that the next list adventurous thing I've done is I guess all the times when my family would go on kayaking trips and I'd choose to separate and go off on my own to explore by myself, which was fairly safe as we only went to well known spots to kayak, where there was plenty of people around and I always wote a life vest.

I guess there was also the year my family went on vacation up in the Upper Peninsula (Somewhere in Michigan I believe? I just remember them calling it the UP) and we rented an isolated cabin on a lake, that was so isolated we had to get there via boat and it didn't even have electricity, anything that required "power" was ran by natural gas (or was it propane? Some sorta gas, there was a big tank), we'd go out ok the lake to explore and fish while we were there. Oh and there was an outhouse, and I can't remember what the bathing situation was but I'm pretty sure we bathed somehow.
I find spelunking both intriguing and claustrophobic, especially if there's ground water involved.
 
I find spelunking both intriguing and claustrophobic, especially if there's ground water involved.

Yeah it can definitely be claustrophobic, which might be why I opted out of venturing further with the rest of the group. I guess I saw the hole we'd be crawling into yo continue and I was like "Nope, Nuh uh, not doing that!", which in hindsight I'm not entirely sure why as I'm not really claustrophobic I suppose it could've been down to other fears tho.

That's the only time I did anything close to spelunking, I say that because I dunno if that's count since we didn't exactly have all the spelunking gear on us, it was just a cave with lots of tight spaces including the entrance.
Oh and like another commenter on this thread I have been to Mammoth cave a couple of times but we didn't do the spelunking tour, just the regular guided tours. The history of that cave system is very fascinating btw, would be worth looking into if anyone is interested in that sorta thing.
 
Yeah it can definitely be claustrophobic, which might be why I opted out of venturing further with the rest of the group. I guess I saw the hole we'd be crawling into yo continue and I was like "Nope, Nuh uh, not doing that!", which in hindsight I'm not entirely sure why as I'm not really claustrophobic I suppose it could've been down to other fears tho.

That's the only time I did anything close to spelunking, I say that because I dunno if that's count since we didn't exactly have all the spelunking gear on us, it was just a cave with lots of tight spaces including the entrance.
Oh and like another commenter on this thread I have been to Mammoth cave a couple of times but we didn't do the spelunking tour, just the regular guided tours. The history of that cave system is very fascinating btw, would be worth looking into if anyone is interested in that sorta thing.

As a kid, my friends and I used to explore the extravagant sewer system in the area where I lived in Virginia.

It was a lot of fun, and we never really gave any thought to how precarious it might be in some places. :cool:
 
Yeah it can definitely be claustrophobic, which might be why I opted out of venturing further with the rest of the group. I guess I saw the hole we'd be crawling into yo continue and I was like "Nope, Nuh uh, not doing that!", which in hindsight I'm not entirely sure why as I'm not really claustrophobic I suppose it could've been down to other fears tho.

That's the only time I did anything close to spelunking, I say that because I dunno if that's count since we didn't exactly have all the spelunking gear on us, it was just a cave with lots of tight spaces including the entrance.
Oh and like another commenter on this thread I have been to Mammoth cave a couple of times but we didn't do the spelunking tour, just the regular guided tours. The history of that cave system is very fascinating btw, would be worth looking into if anyone is interested in that sorta thing.
It was in Thailand that the water level rose suddenly stranding a bunch of cavers in an air bubble, and that nopes me out. You'd better show me a very sound understanding of how the water level works, and then I still might not want to join in.
 
As a kid, my friends and I used to explore the extravagant sewer system in the area where I lived in Virginia.

It was a lot of fun, and we never really gave any thought to how precarious it might be in some places. :cool:

Did you ever see a clown while you were down there?
 
Did you ever see a clown while you were down there?

Nope. But we did come across a huge stash of pornography that belonged to some older kids in junior high school who knew and hated....lol. (Porn back then was mere "detective" magazines...lol. )

We "bullied" the bullies having confiscated their underground "treasure". Guess our minds were truly in the gutter at the time. :cool:
 
Nope. But we did come across a huge stash of pornography that belonged to some older kids in junior high school who knew and hated....lol. (Porn back then was mere "detective" magazines...lol. )

We "bullied" the bullies having confiscated their underground "treasure". :cool:
That's certainly interesting, so I guess you weren't the only group of kids that did that.

Also I couldn't help myself, just had to make that reference.

Find any other interesting things down there or just porn?
 
Nope. But we did come across a huge stash of pornography that belonged to some older kids in junior high school who knew and hated....lol. (Porn back then was mere "detective" magazines...lol. )

We "bullied" the bullies having confiscated their underground "treasure". Guess our minds were truly in the gutter at the time. :cool:
The minds of some are always in the gutter, and if someone discovered a way to troll someone so much as to displace their life, then that would be a kind of murder and God might have criticism over it.
 
The minds of some are always in the gutter, and if someone discovered a way to troll someone so much as to displace their life, then that would be a kind of murder and God might have criticism over it.
It was meant to be a facetious comment and pun....nothing more. But it was fun to get back at the bullies of the neighborhood. Of course they never found out who crossed them.
 
I don't change to fix other people. I let God fix them, even if they keep making the same mistake forever. If people respected him, then that warning would carry weight in the present now, instead of later, after a real judge has judged.
 
Driving from northern Minnesota to Colorado Springs, Colorado by myself when I was 21 to stay with a friend. That was between 17-18 hours straight. One of the great memories of that solo road trip was stopping in the road in the middle of Wyoming in the middle of the night to go pee. There was no one around for miles and I'd pass another car going the other way maybe once every half hour. So I just came to a stop in my lane on the two lane highway. No need to pull over to the side of the road. I just peed on the center line of the road looking up at the most incredible view of the Milky Way I'd ever seen. Freedom. Beauty. Wonder.

Sex in a graveyard on a windy night comes to mind.

I've done many other adventurous things but also many things that were just plain risky which I'm not necessarily proud of.
 
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Not going in order: 1. Going to the carnival on a motorcycle dressed as a pink rabbit (adventurous for me). 2. Instead of going to school and dealing with the usual anxiety, one morning I took the train and went on a day trip (back in the evening). 3. I danced on a table. 4. I went to a metal concert (I'll never do it again). P.S. These things are based on the unit of measurement of a person who gets excited about grocery shopping online, loves seeing the finished and ready-to-pick-up cart, and enjoys sniffing fabric softeners and their cat's head.
 

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Reading all these exciting responses is reminding me of various things I've done over a lifetime.

When I was a child, I would climb out the 2nd story window of my bedroom and sit on the significantly slanted roof. I found this pleasant.

I ran away from an abusive situation by running out the back door at night, finding the back yard fenced high, climbing, scrambling over the fence and ran into a neighborhood considered extremely dangerous. This recollection raises my heart rate just remembering it. Oh yeah. I was 8 months pregnant at the time. And just 15.

In teens and early 20s hitchhiked all over Europe and the US. By myself.

Many wilderness canoe trips. The most exciting occurred before the internet and guidebooks, etc. Flew into interior of Quebec, hundreds of miles from any roads and navigated down an uncharted river with only a topo map. I did this with an ex. But only one canoe. No satellite phones then. We were totally on our own.

This summer at age 69, I paddled for 3 weeks in Saskatchewan by myself. Doing this trip involved driving, by myself, from Florida to Vermont to Saskatchewan and back. Approaching 7,000 miles.
 
In faith we always survive, but it's a question of where, and I don't want to be here anymore.
I know of can feel like that
I am have been through an an hugely excessive amount already and if someone tries to hurt me i just want them to fall down and never get back up.
It is not fair anyone should have to feel like this or use and abuse those with disabilities or make us feel like we are incapable just because we have some talents.
I an sorry for you
I do not understand why we do not get the justice we deserve sometimes.
I for one will never let someone push me down or be a pushover and someone can try to threaten me but I will go to the grave fighting those or threaten me. They are either for me or not.
I am never going to be a pushover or not anyone push me around or make a victim out of me.
Not people in high places or anyone, there is no justice in this world and if I have to take it into my own hands I will.
I cannot stand some getting taken advantage of including myself and others getting away with it including chummy people who sit in high places thinking they can have it over me. Or are arrogant and can sit in their elitist kingdom thinking they have the right to be there when they look down on others and others cannot feel they can feel welcome there.
Maybe it's because of the people there there such small numbers go especially everything I feel lately.
It is not about prejudice because I have never been that but I have had women be rude to me and just because they are insecure and think they can never have the confidence to do anything and persistently self doubt does not mean every woman has to feel like that about their capabilities.
Normal thinking is feeling like you can try to do something without feeling afraid of your own shadow. That is pathetic and will turn anyone off. Normal thinking is strength in your own voice and finding one
This is not directed at you at all because at least you are honest and if you ask me you are more than capable and a person who is worthy of love and care and I hope and believe you will find it because you deserve it and what you do not deserve is to be treated like rubbish just because of ASD.
 
I know of can feel like that
I am have been through an an hugely excessive amount already and if someone tries to hurt me i just want them to fall down and never get back up.
It is not fair anyone should have to feel like this or use and abuse those with disabilities or make us feel like we are incapable just because we have some talents.
I an sorry for you
I do not understand why we do not get the justice we deserve sometimes.
I for one will never let someone push me down or be a pushover and someone can try to threaten me but I will go to the grave fighting those or threaten me. They are either for me or not.
I am never going to be a pushover or not anyone push me around or make a victim out of me.
Not people in high places or anyone, there is no justice in this world and if I have to take it into my own hands I will.
I cannot stand some getting taken advantage of including myself and others getting away with it including chummy people who sit in high places thinking they can have it over me. Or are arrogant and can sit in their elitist kingdom thinking they have the right to be there when they look down on others and others cannot feel they can feel welcome there.
Maybe it's because of the people there there such small numbers go especially everything I feel lately.
It is not about prejudice because I have never been that but I have had women be rude to me and just because they are insecure and think they can never have the confidence to do anything and persistently self doubt does not mean every woman has to feel like that about their capabilities.
Normal thinking is feeling like you can try to do something without feeling afraid of your own shadow. That is pathetic and will turn anyone off. Normal thinking is strength in your own voice and finding one
This is not directed at you at all because at least you are honest and if you ask me you are more than capable and a person who is worthy of love and care and I hope and believe you will find it because you deserve it and what you do not deserve is to be treated like rubbish just because of ASD.
I lean towards what you said earlier; to leave justice in God's hands. I feel like there is absolutely nothing meaningful left to be done here. I'm ready to just collapse in a corner and give up. I hate it here.
 
Hmm, in my 60 plus years I've had the opportunity to experience some adventures. I guess near the top of the list would be exiting a C-130 at 1250 feet into the night sky with an M-16, combat gear, and pack.
 
I guess perspective plays in on this question. Something mundane for one might be over the top for others. For example, I did over 1000 skydives before inner ear problems put a stop to it. 50 of those jumps were done naked. It was a lot of fun, but I didn't consider it adventurous.
Last summer I did a 6000 mile solo drive from Florida into Nevada and back via Illinois and Wyoming. Because of the route planning, budget, etc. not to mention major car repair on the way, I consider that to be an adventure.
There is a kind of initiation (voluntary) among some skydivers here where your hundredth (?) skydive needs to be naked. I would consider that adventurous. Back in the 80s, I considered skydiving and even did the first day (free) of a skydiving course. It was just too damn expensive. (Same reason I never bought a horse.)

Probably the most adventurous thing I ever did was the first time I ran the SF Bay to Breakers nude. Seven miles from the SF Bay to the Pacific Coast. This was back in 1997 when I had useful knees and was 20 lbs. lighter. Nudies call it the "Bare to Breakers" because the nude contingent has been a tradition since 1977. It is even in the event's promotional literature. Nobody there thinks it's odd - might as well be in a tracksuit. (How it should be!) San Francisco is an unusual place.

The other adventure was when I was 22; I drove from Michigan to California, chasing a 37-year-old ex-lover who had moved there and said I should visit. (She didn't think I would. Took advantage of it to get established here. :cool: ) Camping in parks along the way, seeing terrain types I'd never seen before, driving a ten-year-old station wagon with manual steering and brakes. (!!!) Interstate 40 wasn't completed yet, so sometimes, I had to travel down Route 66. Little money and a lot of wanderlust.


A year earlier, I had adventurously driven out to LA with her but had to fly home immediately. (That was an adventure too! First airline flight.) No time to explore and enjoy. All I got was a nasty all-over sunburn from a desert photo shoot. (An adventure within an adventure!) She was a photographer, probably the reason we'd originally clicked. But it was long over.

Back in the 70s, Cali was still a place of magic and opportunity. Still had the last vestiges of the '60s counterculture. What I knew of it came from dozens of movies, TV shows, and songs. (Beverly Hillbillies, Beach Boys, Disneyland, Sally Field as Gidget, Adam-12, and older stuff from the days of B&W TV.) I found work just by walking down the street in an industrial section. They were desperate for people who could learn to be a machinist. I was never very good at it and eventually quit to get a job in a custom commercial photo lab, something I was good at.


Looked at properly, life itself is an adventure. True adventure is risk-taking for the experience without knowing precisely how it will turn out. (If you know what will happen, it isn't an adventure.) You are there to enjoy the process and "winning" is just icing on the cake. Marriage is an adventure, and so is raising children. Every time I punch into a new piece of wilderness on a hike, that's an adventure.

Ultimately, we all define for ourselves what "adventure" means.

“It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.”J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
 
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Hmm, in my 60 plus years I've had the opportunity to experience some adventures. I guess near the top of the list would be exiting a C-130 at 1250 feet into the night sky with an M-16, combat gear, and pack.
The military can be an amazing adventure. My National Guard service wasn't hugely adventurous. I never went out of state and mostly did grunt work and training other airmen who didn't want to be in the class. Little adventures, like summer camps in places I hadn't visited. Basic and tech school were more of an adventure.

I tried the Peace Corps but they weren't interested because I didn't have a "useful" degree. Two years of marketing didn't count. I wonder if that has changed...
 

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