I recall, as a young man taking this beautiful young women up the coast of California. This was our third date and I honestly had my fingers crossed on the outcome. We stopped at this market along the way for some drinks and munchies. We went and got the supplies and sat down at this picnic bench along a stream, that also had a panoramic view of the ocean. So, we talked some, drank some and ate some. After a while I decided I go check out the creek, while she cautioned to be careful. At that, I was emboldened to be a typical male show-off and therefore stupid. I started jumping from rock to rock until suddenly, of course, I fell. I was just flaying around and ended up sliding down the creek, over the edge, ended up just catching hold of a root at the last second. There I was, just dangling, with a 40 foot drop to the rocks and the shore below, amids screams of my lady calling for help. I eventually found a foot hold and climbed back up. I was soaked embarrassed and ego deflated. As I got back to the creek shore and my beautiful young lady, we both just burst into laughter. That was one of my near death experiences..... you got any?