The Worst Journey in the World
Aspley Cherry Garrard was the youngest member of the Scott Polar Expedition when he and two others lost their tent to the winds of a night-time snowstorm. They spent hours in temperatures below -70°F stumbling about the ice floes hoping they'd bump into it as it was their only hope of survival.
OK, so that was bad, but we reckon you've had worse. We know how hard you lot are.
( , Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
Aspley Cherry Garrard was the youngest member of the Scott Polar Expedition when he and two others lost their tent to the winds of a night-time snowstorm. They spent hours in temperatures below -70°F stumbling about the ice floes hoping they'd bump into it as it was their only hope of survival.
OK, so that was bad, but we reckon you've had worse. We know how hard you lot are.
( , Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
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Leaving on a jet plane...
I hate flying.. positively cack myself at the thought. So, found myself on a flight in Brazil - can't remember where I was going (have blanked it out) probably between Rio & Sao Paulo or summink. It's raining. Heavily. It's practically a hurricane. We're coming in to land.. and the pilot notes at the last minute that the runway is flooded & we can't land. Cue pulling of joystick (in a non-deviant manner) and literally with only feet to go (I was staring out the window in a "oh my god I'm going to die now" kind of a way, so I noticed how close we got) managed to skim the runway and take off again. There was much rattling, rolling, screaming of engines and general "assume the crash position" talk. We got back in the air, but had to land at nearest airport stattish as the strain on the plane had buggered up an engine. And then I had to fly back to England.
Or, or... flying internally in Nigeria (not recommended), in a little prop plane - they don't go very high, so you're in all the bumpy wind. Cue my bro throwing up. Xcept there were no sick bags. So he swallowed it.... 3 times. *shudder*
( , Thu 7 Sep 2006, 17:20, Reply)
I hate flying.. positively cack myself at the thought. So, found myself on a flight in Brazil - can't remember where I was going (have blanked it out) probably between Rio & Sao Paulo or summink. It's raining. Heavily. It's practically a hurricane. We're coming in to land.. and the pilot notes at the last minute that the runway is flooded & we can't land. Cue pulling of joystick (in a non-deviant manner) and literally with only feet to go (I was staring out the window in a "oh my god I'm going to die now" kind of a way, so I noticed how close we got) managed to skim the runway and take off again. There was much rattling, rolling, screaming of engines and general "assume the crash position" talk. We got back in the air, but had to land at nearest airport stattish as the strain on the plane had buggered up an engine. And then I had to fly back to England.
Or, or... flying internally in Nigeria (not recommended), in a little prop plane - they don't go very high, so you're in all the bumpy wind. Cue my bro throwing up. Xcept there were no sick bags. So he swallowed it.... 3 times. *shudder*
( , Thu 7 Sep 2006, 17:20, Reply)
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