A base jumper decided to ride a mountain bike off of the Bolivian Death Road…on Friday the 13th, no less.
This seemingly flawless plan didn’t work out quite as well as he expected.
In the end he was OK.
Well, that’s a relative statement, “injuries included fractures in his forearm and cut tendons in his knees.”

When first I started skiing the skiing vs snowboarding argument wasn’t around yet. I was three, and started racing by the time I was twelve. I loved it, but after I strapped on a snowboard for the first time when I was 13, I didn’t put on a pair of skis for the next 20 years.

