xsession - extreme sports

This is a story not for he lighted hearted, but more for the birds. I was climbing my first ever lead with a mate of mine up at Morialta, Adelaide. Got five sixths of the way up and decided this was all to easy. I executed a perfect body jam into this narrow chimney (look Kevin. No feet, no hands, no ****en brains) I went to crank out of the crack, slipped on some lichen and done a great impersonation of Superman tyring to fly whilst holding a bucket full of kryptonite.

Pulled most of my pro from the rock on my down into an olive tree 14m below. Made a ****en mess of the tree, and made a worse mess of myself. I turned to look at my mate, and asked if he got it on film (He didn't!) and under his advice turned to look at my side, ( I was still face up stuck in the tree) to find a **** load of blood on my shirt and a branch sticking right through me. I had ****en impailed myself. I Done a John Rambo and pulled the stick out ( it just went through the soft bit of flab on my side) only to find another stick inside of me next to it. I pulled that out. Climbed out of the tree and redone the climb.

I ruined and perfectly good shirt and my mate got plaseterd in blood as he followed my lead cleaning the gear up. Just as a supplement, I cratered again 12 months later , ended up in hospital, and again 3 months after that and eneded up inemergency again. Not bad hey!!!! Loves yous all, Shane

I was out riding my mtb one day when i saw this heaps hot babe. i wanted to impress her so i rode down this hill and then went off a jump. i was in the air for what seemed like a lifetime. the babe would have been impressed if i a had landed it, but not everthing is like what you see in the movies - unfortunately. i ended up landing on this parked car and being knocked out. i found out later that the chick called the ambulance for me. 2 months 34 stitches later i was ready to do in all again ..... not!

I'm boring. I have a very boring job, live in a boring house, never get drunk, don't smoke, have a long term boyfriend etc etc. Boring!!! Well I realised just how dull I was when I was on holiday recently in the Caribbean. I was laying on a beach when these people began dropping from the sky! How amazing, I thought as they landed next to me. I chatted to them and they told me they were skydiving from a place nearby. I got the details from them and set off to have a look. Somebody started talking to me and I got drawn in. It seemed sooo exciting. Before I knew it, I had an extra hundred dollars or so on my credit card and was being 'suited up'. I got aboard the helicopter and stared straight ahead at the opening - watching the ground disappear. Suddenly I felt sick. What was I doing? What if I died? No one knew I was doing this? They'd be grieving for me! They'd be mad at me! I had to get off! Too late. I saw loads of people in front of me standing up (about 10). Great, loads of time to say I don't want to do this. Suddenly, they all disappeared! They'd done a group jump and I was next! The guy I was attached to began walking forwards. I was frozen to the spot. Before I knew it I was plumeting through the air (faster than I thought it would be!) and unable to breathe. The wind was rushing up my nose and into my mouth. I truly thought that I was going to suffocate 3,000ft up in the air! This went on and on for ages. I tried kicking my legs to get my partners attention but he wrapped his around mine to keep them still. That's it - I thought - I'm dead. Just then, he tapped me on my shoulder. My cue that we were going to release the chute. Thank God!!! Although, the jerk of the chute was painful (but that was due to my sunburn), we finally slowed down. It went deathly quiet and I have never been more at peace. I began to cry. When I landed I was still crying. Not through fear or sadness but through sheer delight at what I had experienced. It really was THE most amazing time of my life. I rang around hugging and kissing everyone ... and then promptly threw up. Still, I have jumped three more times since then (still tandem) and am looking into saving up to go it alone! I would recommend it to anyone - if I can do it, so can you! And you should...

Just a few weaks ago on a skydiveing trip I ran into a little problem. After a great jump with a few friends, it was time to deploy my main parachute (3000ft..as I rolled over to see if there was any one above me I noticed a group of other jumpers, (oops they left to early after us).. by this time I was at 2000 feet. so I waived off and deployed. When all of a sudden a spinning ball of crap (my parachute) appeared above me. Survival instincts take over, emergency peocedures.. and quick. So first cutt-away and then go for the reserve. As I cut away I went back into free-fall so I pulled the reserve, during this time I watched the ground rush twords me at over 100mph,, (crack) my reserve opens and not a second to early I was below 1000 feet. Stareing death in the eye.. keep a cool mind and treat your equipment good it will return the favor, Heart rate over 110 a minute that was the ultimate high.. just hope It never happens again.

I was down the snow with some mates. We decided to have a race from the top of Perisher Mountain (in Australia) down to the bottom of the quad chair. There was four of us and I was coming third after about a minute, so I decided to take a short cut. I headed into a small gathering of trees. After weaving through those I came to a gap of about 2 metres where the water had dug a trench in the snow. A side wards glance revealed that I was winning the race, so my only option was to try and jump the 2m gap. In the seconds leading up to the jump, I though that I was going to make it, but as my snowboard quickly got wedged into the snow halfway down the gulley my thoughts changed. Going from about 40 km/h to 0 in a second, snapped my left ankle and dislocated my shoulder, not to mention the 7 cm gash on my shin.

I would like to take this moment to thank the Persiher Blue ski patrol. ... by the way I lost the race!

Once Me and a bunch of my freinds lined up 7 cars side by side and used a dozer to make us some dirt ramps. I jumped on my 500 cr and was getting lined up exited about jumping all of these cars and kicking ass in the process. My cousin counted down from 3 and I was shifting gears my power bands were kicked in and I was flying I hit the ramp and I made it over the first six cars hitting the last cars roof. It sent me into flips it trew me 36 feet into a fence and a pond. It broke both my legs and ankles cracking my skull and gave me total of 80 stiches. I had cuts all over my legs from the fence. It was painfull but fun. My cousin said that it busted my helmet open and he held my head abouve the water to keep me from drowning. I spent 2 weeks in the hospital. I am looking forward to trying my jump again real soon.

I was having a race down a ski run with a friend and it was nearly the finish, with him having a fair lead. I though I would take a bit of a short cut around a corner, and then drop down a small cliff onto the ski run. As I began the short cut, I saw that there were heaps of trees blocking my way, so I turned along a thin path that was already there. Unfortunately for me, there had just been a lesson for experts there, so the ground had huge holes dug out of it to make it a challenge for the good skiers. So there I am, bouncing along, completely out of control, heading towards a much higher part of the cliff. I finally manage to turn, and get in the centre of the path, when a jump appears before me. I had to go over it. After ages of air, I landed just in front of a huge tree. I turned right, just missing it, and went straight off a 30-feet cliff that I didn't see.
I crashed through a few trees, and hit the ground.
I broke my left leg in two places, and dislocated a finger (don't ask me how!), but otherwise, I was fine.
My friend found me after about half an hour, and then got the ski patrol.
I went straight to hospital and haven't skiied again.

was riding my skateboard at the local skat park in fairy meadow (australia) and it was comp day,there was 100's of people there ,some american pro's some aussie pro's and a hell of a load of hot chicks,then one of the aussie pro says the first one to board slide the rail can have his complete skate board,so l had a go at it l was 3rd in line
and the guys in front of me,didn't land theres so l new l could as l was a local and done in before,how wrong was l
l had to much speed l got onto the rail ,but then it sliped from under me,l landed dead straight on my balls and tore
half my fore skin off,l got rush to horspital and had the rest removed and l've never skated since, l now bodyboard

I was boogieboarding with a couple of buddies and my girlfriend at Makaha (Hawaii) when I got rolled and dumped right on my head. I was lucky enough to smash into the sand instead of the coral but when I stood up my sight was tilted and I kept collapsing. I saw everyone running out to help me and when they got me on the beach my girlfriend noticed some blood trickle out of my ear. She got hysterical (anyone surprised?) and wanted me to go to the hospital. So in typical male fashion I called into work and took the night off. The scariest part about this story is that I ended up marrying her. Hmmm....brain damage?

I was out with a mtb group riding some logging roads. We came down this wicked hill.(11km long) At the bottom was a t in the road with a river on the other side. Right before the t is a jump about 2 ft high.(nothing major) We were waiting for some people to catch up so we decided to take some pictures of people jumping this bump. So i decided i would do some jumps. The first time i had to stop short becuase of a jeep in the way. Second i jumped it perfactly exept the shutter on the camera was closed. Third time everything is set so i come flyen down about 45km/h. I launch off this jump and fly half way accross the road which is 40ft wide. And land it i locked up both brakes turned sideways and went flyin through the air over the side of the road. the bank dropped about thirty feet before a line trees blocks the way with a river on the otherside of the trees. I almost reach the trees before landing in a blackberry bush. Next thing i know is that there are people all around me and all i can think is leave you are just moving the branches and cutting me worse. When i finally climbed out i looked at myself andfound out how badly i was cut. In the end i recieved 56 stiches and had a broken arm.