Thread: Tell Me About Your Scariest Experience!

oh wow that's rather easy.

Ok a few years ago i was on a trip in Cyprus. We went on one of those donkey riding treck things around the coast. At one point we were walking right near the edge of a cliff with the sea below. So while we are riding our donkeys randomly grab plants to eat while they are walking. Anyway my donkey decides, in his infinite wisdom, that the particular plant he'd like was the one growing out of a crack just off the edge of the cliff. So the donkey does right to the edge and tips its head all the way down to grab it. Obviously this puts the donkeys back at basically 45 degrees off the edge of the cliff. So i'm like hysterically clinging onto the donkey and hoping the damn thing doesn't fall off the cliff with me on it. Trust me having a view off the sea below right in front of you is damn scary and the cliff was very tall. Luckily after failing to pull the plant away from the cliff with it's first bite, the donkey gave up and managed to reverse ok.

Originally Posted by cuddleyperson

oh wow that's rather easy.

Ok a few years ago i was on a trip in Cyprus. We went on one of those donkey riding treck things around the coast. At one point we were walking right near the edge of a cliff with the sea below. So while we are riding our donkeys randomly grab plants to eat while they are walking. Anyway my donkey decides, in his infinite wisdom, that the particular plant he'd like was the one growing out of a crack just off the edge of the cliff. So the donkey does right to the edge and tips its head all the way down to grab it. Obviously this puts the donkeys back at basically 45 degrees off the edge of the cliff. So i'm like hysterically clinging onto the donkey and hoping the damn thing doesn't fall off the cliff with me on it. Trust me having a view off the sea below right in front of you is damn scary and the cliff was very tall. Luckily after failing to pull the plant away from the cliff with it's first bite, the donkey gave up and managed to reverse ok.

What a jackass

hmm i dont know if this is my scariest event, but i cant think of anything else.

Me and my friends were going out into the mountains to have a little fun. It was almost spring so it was warm in the day, but it was very cold at night still. We were really stupid and didnt tell anyone where we were going. We were amost at the top of the mountain when we decided to turn around. My friend was the one driving. he said that he found a short cut and decided to take that down. AFter almost losing control of the car and sending us off a cliff, we ended up high centered and we couldnt get out. We were stuck miles from nowhere with no cell phone service, no food, no water, and nobody knew where we were. We had to walk. We decided to follow the road, for a little. Then everyone decided to take ANOTHER short cut (as if the first one wasnt bad enough ) they took off into the woods. This freaked me out the most. It was either stay on the road all alone, or stay with the group. I stayed with the group. It was getting dark and cold and we were all tired and hungry when we stopped cause we couldnt see anything. It was pitch black. We made a fire and tried to sleep. It was the longest night of my life. I only slept like 30 min. out of the whole night. When we woke up we looked around to see where we were, and we stopped about 10 ft from a cliff. We climbed down the cliff, and hiked all that day, till we finally got cell phone service. It was only for like 2 min. but it was enough to get a call out. Some ATVs found us and gave us a ride to the the cops who then called our parents and told them where we were to come get us. There were some scary moments during those 2 days.

probably not the scariest moment of my life, but yeah.

When it happened, I wasn't really scared, but in retro prospect, I always feel all crazy about it.

I was on this cliff on a danish island called Bornholm. The only place with cliffs in Denmark. Here, I was pointing at this weird cliff, that looked like a butt, laughing a bit, and my friend laughed too. Calmly, my teacher said (it was a class trip thing) "Hey Erik, look out behind you", and I turned around, and was only 1 meter from the edge. If I had fallen, it would have been instant death, unless I would've managed to glide to the lake a bit longer out, but that would be extremely unlikely. I think I was in complete control though, and was aware of the cliff edge, but everytime I think back, I'm terrified

Got two equal ranking scary moments. The first one:

When I was taking flying lessons a few years ago, I was about 16. I was learning in a plane that was a taildragger, which means it has two main wheels at the front and a little one under the tail which makes it sit nose up on the ground.

We were the first flight of the day, and took off from the airfield, which is bordered by a river on one side and a main road on the other, and in the direction we had took off a few miles off the runway, power lines.

The engine temperature went through the roof, and it promptly went very sick. We didn't have enough height to get over the power lines, and not enough to jump out (we did have parachutes).

The instuctor took over and put the nose down, and the engine picked up slightly, allowing us to make a very gradual turn at low level coming back round to the field and landing without incident.

What turned out to have caused this was there was a new fitter working on these planes and he had dipped the oil before we flew. According to the dipstick it was overfilled, but it should be done with the plane on a level, not sitting nose up. Fitter then went and emptied the "excess" oil out, leaving the engine very little to work with.

Second one:

I went into hospital for an operation, it went wrong, I lost a lot of blood (too much) and nearly died. It certainly didn't feel that nice. Fortunately for me the bleeding eventually stopped (after 14 hours...) but the only way to find out what popped was to open me up again. I didn't like it.


Regards

Ric

I was chased by Arabs construction workers on a jeep. Me and my friends got some, well a lot of wood from their construction place to build a tree house. One day we got surprised by them Arabs. We all ran to different directions but they decided to chase me cause I was the tallest. -_- Eventually I jumped from a pretty tall ledge they couldn't follow me but they got out of the jeep and threw rocks at me. I'm pretty sure if they would have got me I would get beat up. Just how this sounds unreal thats how I felt at that time

Are You from Israel?

Originally Posted by dragonoverlord

Are You from Israel?

Yeah