Sounded really really fun. My brother and I would practice–in the stairwell of our house. We started on step 2. Moved to step 4 and finally, albeit with pillows, managed to jump from the top; stair 8!
We were ready for the big time. Out to the garage we went and climbed up the utility pole and scampered onto the roof. From the top, the view was awesome, from the ledge, the view was frightening.
We never did work up the courage that summer to take the plunge. But when the snow came that winter…….