Therein lies the problem: most people HUGELY over-estimate their 'Acceptable risk level'.

- "This crumbling cliff edge above a 1,000 foot gorge is the PERFECT place for a selfie!" (one of the saddest deaths in WA was when one of the best skiers in the state decided to look over the edge of a cornice. It gave way and she fell almost a thousand feet to her death.)

- "100f and 0% humidity? What a perfect time to go for a 10 mile, uphill hike with only a can of Coke and some salty beef jerky!"

- "10 essentials? Beer, pot, lighter, cellphone, hat, earbuds, that little map they give you at the visitor center, more beer and is that 10?"

- "I can read a map just fine! This off-trail hike through a rugged part of the park will be breeze!"

- "I can get signal anywhere in this enormous national forest!"

- "Aww! What a cute little baby bear!"

- "Can we get an Uber at the bottom of this ravine?"

- "Let's go swimming! This raging river of snow melt will be the perfect place to cool off!"

etc etc etc

Whistling travels better than shouting, so using it as a warning a bit like Silbo Gomero maybe? Where the farmers have a whistling language that travels round ravines and mountains really well.

I just naturally assumed that if you'd do this you'd be smart enough to block off the road at the end-point. How in the hell did he expect to ever survive a head on collision, some of those turns were indeed blind, or so fast that they might as well have been (and it wouldn't have mattered, since the speed he was going wouldn't have allowed him to stop in half of those moments--half the time he'd end up flying into a large drop-off/ravine).

Cool video, but people like this do need to get cited, badly. Learn how to take a little more responsibility into their life. I'm sure they have no idea yet how screwed they can make their life, but no need to involve others (the bus doesn't really count ).

Like @serosmeg said and then @robbersdog49, I'm just fulfilling the role of posting the full-end of the "dumbass" comment...

Sometimes in life you gotta throw peoples packages into the ravine.

I see, a pre-existing ravine with a wall. The wall fell into the ravine.

In the first half of the vid you can see a truck that looks to have slid off the road across from them sitting at the base of the ravine. The security guard points to it when she says "THIS isn't an excuse to pick fights with the security guard!".

>> ^dystopianfuturetoday:

Thank you for your input, Choggie. You know how dearly I value it.
(to be read in a tone of playful sarcasm, not mean sarcasm)


I enjoy your rantin' an ravin', too -S'pecially on those rare occasions in the past when the mutual drunksiftitude reached peak...

We drink more and rant less nowadays...You?

Have you seen what's in these ladies pqueues lately??
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>> ^lucky760:

>> ^Yogi:
>> ^lucky760:
Reminds me of Clint Eastwood preparing to escape from Alcatraz using a bundle of matches to weld together a mini pickax (made out of a small nail cutter and its little nail file, IIRC).
Just me?

Who's Clint Eastwood?

He's a historical figure from the 1880s who unfortunately fell to his demise in Clayton's Ravine when the train he was engineering failed to stop before the tracks ended at an uncompleted bridge. Google "Mad Dog Tannen" for more info.


Ding ding ding!

Close out the comments. We have a winner.

>> ^Yogi:

>> ^lucky760:
Reminds me of Clint Eastwood preparing to escape from Alcatraz using a bundle of matches to weld together a mini pickax (made out of a small nail cutter and its little nail file, IIRC).
Just me?

Who's Clint Eastwood?


He's a historical figure from the 1880s who unfortunately fell to his demise in Clayton's Ravine when the train he was engineering failed to stop before the tracks ended at an uncompleted bridge. Google "Mad Dog Tannen" for more info.

That's usually the problem I run into with that method I get down to the diamond layer and I end up in large crisscrossed ravines or open chasms and when you can't see the walls on all four sides of you the method starts to break down. But it still works faster and easier than anything else I know of without using viewers like the one in the video.

>> ^jimnms:

>> ^Auger8:
I always preferred the old maze trick of only marking the walls on the right side or in Minecraft's case only put your torches on the the right hand side of the tunnels then you can keep them to your left to find your way back out.

That's the way I do it after I saw someone doing it in a video. Before then I used dirt or cobble to leave markers. I'd make it three high with one on the side pointing out. Even then I still got lost because I didn't stop and put down a marker often enough. Putting torches on the right is so much faster because I'm putting up torches anyway. I haven't gotten lost since doing that. I have gotten so deep in large caves/mines that it was just quicker to dig an exit than to back track the way I came in.

Here's some info on the resolution issue:
http://www.dpreview.com/news/2012/08/08/Curiosity-interview-with-Malin-Space-Science-Systems-Mike-Ravine

tl;dr: the cameras on board Curiosity have 2 megapixel sensors, because NASA has a very conservative design philosophy and locked down the tech in 2004. They chose what they were most confident would work.

(LYRICS)

(Chorus opening)

There I was havin’ a good hard shit for myself
After the parsnips,peas,cauliflower the lump o leek and de brussels sprout
All inside in me,dyin’ ta get out it was and shur what could i do i had to go
And i’m readin de oul sunday paper,as you do you never know what you might see like and I turn the page and theres this big fuckoff ad for Eminem live in the point depot, and who comes in de door only my little brother Matthew(matcho)
Runs in the the door sees the ad runs downstairs to mammy “Eh mammy mammy Eminems comin to de point depot,mammy mammy Eminem live at the point depot can i go mammy can i please please mammy can i go?” Bastard!
Mammy tells me to go an get tickets I go and get tickets, I’m standin’ outside HMV for 17 an a half fuckin’ hours,with nothin but a flask of turnip soup I had last sundaay and a fuckin’ sleepin bag...Frozen to my balls I was and muppets all round me screamin’ an roarin’ an shoutin’ ‘cleanin out dere closet,cleanin out dere closet’ langers on a half a bottle of fuckin’ smirnoff ice, but shur what can you do wit em?, dere muppets de whole lot of em’
Nonetheless dey move,I move, we all move, I finally get up to de counter
“Eh 2 tickets for Eminem” “Thats 50 euro per ticket and 4.50 bookin’ fee”
“Whats the bookin' fee for?? I booked nothin standin here for 17 1/2 fuckin hours, no credit card, no nothin. Fuckin MCD robbin bastards,robbin’ bastards de whole lot of em but I’ll tell you 1 thing, ye met yer match lads Ha Ha!

(Chorus)

Bus Eireann,deres another shower o right muppets altogether 20 euro a piece for myself an matthew....8 1/2 hours and I standin the whole fuckin way from Limerick to Dublin! When does it ever take 8 1/2 hours to go from Limerick to Dub..I’d fuckin’ swim to New York quicker! And It a broken down heap o shit an all it was and blated punctures and bumps,every bump was like a fuckin crater of a moon it was,
Nonetheless we finally get there had to queue outside de point depot for another 2 1/2 hours, half way through the queue some muppet feels my balls “Have you got a camera?” he says....Have I got a camera,I can’t stand the sight of the peroxide fuckers head an he’s askin me have I a camera?! I can’t take a shit,make a hang sangwich an de fuckers lookin’ back at me. I’m only up here for matcho you know!!
Jesus I get in I hadda queue for a burger ('cos Matthew wanted a burger) I hadda queue for a pint,I hadda queue for a piss! Everything,you can’t even make a phone call and some muppets on the line “Eh your call is important to us,please stay on the li….Fuck you ya bastard! Fuckin Eircom robbin bastards! Robbin bastards de whole lot of em,robbin de country blind, fuckin’ government don’t have a clue whats goin’ on in this country!
Nonetheless we’re pushin an we’re squeezin an shovin tryin to make it up to de front for Matcho (Hes only small hes only up to my arse,hes only six, like)...and of course I’m fartin de whole way up coz I couldn’t go to the toilet coz I couldn’t get inta de queue!! And his mouth was open an all and he’s dere “Ah Stan are we near the front yit Stan, Eh stan Are we near the front I can’t breathe stan eh... “We’re nearly dere now hold onto yourself boy!
We finally get there Hes all excited hes on my shoulders,I’m all excited coz hes all excited We came all dis way for you,just for you…..and you send out some black fella…..a big fat black fella an the back of his trousers down his arse. And him roarin into the microphone ‘Whos ur nigger,whos ur nigger ur niggers in da house, Jenny's on the block..” Well I’ll tell u one thing Jenny Suck my fuckin’ cock!!! We didn’t come all this way to see u or no one like u! Jez who are you? Nobody gives a shit about or no one else! We came here to see 1 man 1 man only, do me a favor will u?
GET OFF DA FUCKIN STAGE!!!!!!!

(Chorus)

Out you finally saunter with your vest wrapped round you good an tight,an oul hangy baggy pants on you and nonetheless an oul pair o nike runners on you
an you screamin into the microphone! how u were fucked in the arse when you were 5, Thats not my fuckin problem you know! We’ve all got issues we’ve all got problems,I’ve a wife that hates me,Ive a child that I love but shur what can we do about em? We don’t go rantin an ravin to the public about how fuckin brilliant we are, how our lives are all fucked up an I want to put my wife in a bodybag an drive her over the edge of a cliff. Well I’ll put you in my bodybag ya bastard! I’ll drive you over the edge of a bridge or a cliff or a mountain or somethin! Don’t go rantin an ravin with ur la de da de da bout your hoosit an wtsit in the world!! I have issues here in the world and I’ll tell u 1 ting!If I’m goin down I’m takin’ you with me coz ur nothin but an ape! And I’ll tell u somethin else,I’ll rip ur liver out thru yer arse! BASTARD!!!!

(Epilogue)

"Dear stan, you sad, sad little man....why do you think I should give a shit about you or your little brother Matthew, it's fuckin' apes like you that are making me a fortune, I'm worth a FORTUNE....I release an album, you buy the album, I release a single & you buy every single song off it, I mean why do you buy it twice...why why?? You queue for hours you buy tickets, I can't even get a passport leave my own country & the likes of you are still out there buying all my shit that I pump out...so what if I'm moanin' and groanin'?....I'm worth a fortune, I couldn't care less about you, anyone, no-one...I LOVE it...I'm worth so much money, it's SICK...I'm sick to my teeth with money...I'm loaded, I am loaded....I'm fuckin' LOOOOOOOAAAAAADDDEDDDDD!!!!"

(Chorus)

Wooooh, I just saw the final you linked there with TheLittleOne vs WhiteRa. Intensly entertaining. "Who needs a hatchery when you can be awesome!?"

>> ^Jinx:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=91XjX59O-VQ
The whole series this game was taken from. Commentary by Day9, who I prefer.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIcIKheklh0
The finals series of the same tournament between TLO and WhiteRa. Especially check out the third game on Kulas Ravine.
Great to see e-sports going on the sift. Gj BoneyD. If any of you are intested in following SC:BW and SC2, then direct your browsers to teamliquid.net.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=91XjX59O-VQ

The whole series this game was taken from. Commentary by Day9, who I prefer.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIcIKheklh0

The finals series of the same tournament between TLO and WhiteRa. Especially check out the third game on Kulas Ravine.

Great to see e-sports going on the sift. Gj BoneyD. If any of you are intested in following SC:BW and SC2, then direct your browsers to teamliquid.net.

It's called On Raglan Road - it's a poem by Patrick Kavanagh set to the music of the Dawning of the Day.

We had to study this in school :-)

On Raglan Road - Patrick Kavanagh

On Raglan Road on an autumn day I met her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue;
I saw the danger, yet I walked along the enchanted way,
And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day.

On Grafton Street in November we tripped lightly along the ledge
Of the deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passion's pledge,
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and I not making hay -
O I loved too much and by such and such is happiness thrown away.

I gave her gifts of the mind I gave her the secret sign that's known
To the artists who have known the true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint. I did not stint for I gave her poems to say.
With her own name there and her own dark hair like clouds over fields of May

On a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow
That I had wooed not as I should a creature made of clay -
When the angel woos the clay he'd lose his wings at the dawn of day.