In one of those ‘Why did you do it?’ stories, here we have a man taking a running jump off of a 50-foot cliff…
Only for him to completely mess it up and miss his intended target – the ocean, there’s literally lots of it in abundance.
Instead, he had his (now badly damaged, but most likely intact) body, connect with a passing boat – the chances are practically one-in-a-million so the poor guy in question has to be the unluckiest person in the world? Or one of them…
Why do people do these stupidly dangerous stunts? Is it for the ‘gram? If it is, I hope the likes and comments are worth it because I can’t imagine the pain you’re in.
According to Instagram commentator @mrvn_wgt, the ‘lucky b*stard only broke his arm…’, while @naythanstagram reckons the unknown cliff jumper had ‘to be approaching terminal velocity’ as he fell onto the oncoming boat.
Insta user @everytingelse questioned the guy who was filming the footage saying:
That’s f*cked up! Pretty sure the dude recording is banging his girl and gave him the Ok you’re clear to jump! Or it’s a Suicide. S*** doesn’t make sense?
Believe it or not, people don’t just cliff jump for the holy grail of banter and engagement on social media, it’s also a recognised sport.
When I say recognised, I imagine there’s a league full of college frat boys who all try and convince you to drink ludicrous amounts of alcohol, so you join their culturally exclusive club where they tell you the hacky sack is also a sport.
Yet, cliff jumping is a proper sport. Wikipedia the source of all ‘legitimate and accurate information’ describes it as such and ‘when done without equipment’ is also known as ‘tombstoning’.
Also referred to as ‘cliff diving’, How Stuff Works adventure writer Heather Kolich says:
It’s probably the least complicated extreme sport. There’s no equipment to buy, no special clothing to wear and no provider services to hire.
It’s just your body, sailing through the air from dizzying heights and plunging into a body of water below.
Think of jumping off an eight-story building. That’s the height — 85 feet (26 meters) — from which the 2009 Cliff Diving World Championship competitors dove.
Competition cliff diving is an outgrowth of Olympic high diving, but the daredevil act dates back to 1770, when King Kahekili, the last king of Maui, leapt from Kaunolu, a 63-foot (19-meter) cliff and entered the water below without causing a splash.
For his regular feats of flying from the cliffs, the king earned the nickname “birdman.” Later, he made his warriors jump from cliffs to prove their courage and loyalty.
So there you have it, if you’re looking for a sport which requires minimum skill or training, but the heart of a daredevil, maybe cliff diving is for you?
Just make sure you don’t end up like the guy on Instagram, ok?