Sunday morning I was in the boat idling through the no-wake zone underneath the I-94 bridge on Lake Menomin, when something suddenly struck me. Not an object, but the memory of JUMPING OFF THAT BRIDGE as a stupid teenager. It's tall...Man is it tall! What on the deity's green Earth was I doing crawling out 30 yards on the superstructure, and then jumping in from that height? I estimate the point of departure to be 40-50 feet above the waterline. Either my huevos have shrunk or my brain has grown since then, because I would not do it today for anything...No way, no how!
Looking back, it's lucky that none of us idiots who did it died performing that little stunt.
Unbelievable.
We don't loose our huevos with age, we just reach a high level of common sense (most of the time)
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