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Post by gato on Mar 30, 2022 6:13:09 GMT -5
I'm not, by nature, claustrophobic. Years ago I drove from So Cal to Seattle in a VW bug with the wife, the kid, and all of our luggage crammed inside.
I fall asleep in MRI tubes.
But these videos of cavers squeezing into ever tighter crevices, until they are so wedged they can't even turn their heads .... this I find uncomfortable. Not so much watching, as imagining myself in that situation. Their GoPro cameras make it seem like they're giving the earth a colonoscopy. No way could I do what they do. They claim they want to be where no one has ever gone before. I think I would rather parachute into the unexplored Amazon rain forest.
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Post by Ragtop on Mar 30, 2022 7:14:07 GMT -5
Yeah, no, I don't think I'll be clicking on that....
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Post by tej on Mar 30, 2022 8:57:33 GMT -5
+1 Ragtop
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Post by Leftee on Mar 30, 2022 9:40:45 GMT -5
All that and no Jimmy Hoffa.
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Post by rickyguitar on Mar 30, 2022 10:11:29 GMT -5
Yeah, that part where they snipped off those polyps...whew!
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Post by Auf Kiltre on Mar 30, 2022 10:13:32 GMT -5
No issues with MRI tubes, etc. I've spent plenty of time in tight crawl spaces. Our home back in Michigan was a late 1800s farmhouse with part cellar and part crawl. We had a number of occasions where ventured below to unfreeze plumbing in the winter. One occasion I tried squeezing through a tight spot and got trapped between lumber and dirt. There was a brief moment where I thought I might be able to lift the house off of my back with brute strength and a string of expletives. Closest I ever got to claustrophobia. I relaxed, exhaled and slowly wiggled my way free.
That said, I wouldn't seek out such places for the adventure.
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Post by gato on Mar 30, 2022 10:40:24 GMT -5
A different kind of claustrophobia ... people exploring dark underwater caves in Scuba gear. Where it gets so tight you have to take the tank off and drag it along behind you.
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Post by Taildragger on Mar 30, 2022 11:21:19 GMT -5
Don't like heights or getting stuck in tight spaces, though I'm another one who isn't phased by MRI tubes. Overcame the discomfort with heights enough to paint the second story of our house a couple years ago. I think that for me, that particular phobia came from nearly falling off a ledge onto some rocks about 60' below when I was around 8 years old. I was out in the middle of a sandstone incline and started sliding towards the edge, which scared the crap out of me.
A couple of weeks ago, I picked up "Between A Rock and a Hard Place" by Aron Ralston from the free book box at the park. It's the autobiographical account of that young guy who got his right forearm trapped in a crevice in a slot canyon in a remote area in Utah in 2003 and had to amputate the arm himself with a Leatherman Multi-Tool to get free. I'm guessing that my vicarious claustrophobia is going to kick in bigtime when I get around to reading it.
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