Basically canepoles are like sugarcane, you jump in, they break your fall. Needless to say you get scratched up a bit, sometimes get the wind knocked out of you, and other misc critters are crawling around down there, but it's a great rush.
Blake and I, the pioneers of the sport are seen crawling out. Mr. double major Eastern European studies / Russian now in law school in DC about to graduate and Mr. Computer Geek with hair, some 'educated' mofo's (obviously no common sense) jumping into the canepoles.
No one will ever forgot 'Mix' Garcia and the stitches he had to get in his hand, or Tim don't call me donkey Donally, the poor unfortunate soul to find the only tree in the middle of the canepoles. Or, Mr Riveda, who holds the record of 34 jumps in one setting, talk about tolerance for pain!
Then there is soon to be roomate Jenny, the only girl brave enough to jump in the poles. Her she is takin' one for the team, right in the noggin!
Dr. Love and Mike D as well as many other urban dwellers have partook in the jumping. Beastmaster does complicated Judo flips in them, and everyone has their own technique so to speak. I like to hop in sideways and take as many out as I can, b/c the crackle of the cane gives me a rush, or used to at least.
And then there's the canepole 'glamour' shot of Jenny resting in the poles.
Canepole adventures were good 'clean' fun in Shiner. While many people were finding their future wives at pasture parties, or making Natural Light can pyramids, we were finding 'fresh' canepole patches to demolish.
Has it increased our extreme sport points, does it help in our understanding of the capacity for human beings to do crazy things, has it 'cultured' us.? Relatively speaking, I'd like to think so......
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Canepoles were good times! I hadn't thought of that shit in years!
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