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Hey There

BEN THERE

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gerald

I climbed a crane on top of a building one night with my friends and we had to back down due to winds and cops

Hey There

Didn't feel right
climbed dOWN


Both tIMES

Gerald










mAGOT

Hey There,

Been There MANY Times, With

The Police

Got Caught, HandCuffed, Several Time's !

Just Be Nice !

Now they WANT Watch !


Gerald








1o72

Hey There

we were BASE Jumping,
Then

that afternoon were getting ready to "GO" again,

Met her at the Bottom

Then the wind's picked up

No one went.....

She thought i Was A PUSSY ! I WAS !

Fuck High Winds

The next day Jumps , everyone went well !

and that Night !


"That " Pussy

Gerald























































mAGOT

Haha I enjoyed that... Keep on posting so I can keep on laughing!

both of my only 2 B attempts. the first one was a solo, had to back the fuck out because of a high tailwind, and security was all over the place after i popped a silent alarm from the roof hatch. then got winded out again at a neighboring B a few weeks later. it will happen when its meant to happen...........

How didn't they catch you when you were heading down?

  I've backed down a few times. Some cause of winds, some cause of landing areas. Could I have made the jumps, problably, am I still walkin, yup.

The other night I was on the Great American Bank Tower (really a building) in Blank Blank. It's one of those short, but stupidly pointy buildings that are popular now. The scaffolding is still on it and it put me about hundred feet above where I'd hit it. I sat for a few moments trying to bring myself to do it. And I couldn’t.

I did that three nights in a row and climbed back down all three times. It was just too spooky or something. The LZ was a fat, a wide open and clear of wires parking lot. I had a decent enough pack job. And I stood there and almost went a dozen times but just couldn't bring myself to do it. I had the freaking BASE hibbee jibbies . . .

The fourth time, I bicycled down, again all alone. I hid my bike behind a dumpster and climbing the fence the security guard saw me. By the time he started after me I double timed it up to fifth floor and looked for a place to hide. Usually they don't climb up after you. But this guy did. He came within five feet of where I was hiding but he didn't sense my presence. I guess you can't buy intuitiveness for eight buck an hour.

I waited around 15 minutes and started climbing again. And the higher I went the windier it became. You know, you always tell yourself, the higher you get the windier it will be. But it was seriously blowing now. I stopped to rest in the darkened stairwell and smoked a cigarette. I was on the 30th floor with three more to go. The last two floors were just naked steel and I climbed a workman's ladder to the top.

I naturally walked to the downwind side and looked over the edge. There was a parking lot I could make. It was 33 stories down. It looked so far but at the same time so close. I opened my stash bag and took out my rig.

I was stowed, but then thought better of it. No one was going to see me so I pulled out the pilot chute to hold in my hand. Any extra steps you can eliminate on a BASE jump is golden, isn't it?

I took a deep breath and went . . .

NickD
BASE 194

I had a decent enough pack job

That cracked me up

Cool story.