You're right. I can't know for sure. But one thing I do know is I'm'a nevah gonna find out!
And B: I didn't know there was anything that could be too much daredevil for you??!! LOL
Noting I do is statistically that daredevil.
When I look at things I like doing there is a common theme but there is an underlying reasons.
Getting away from the sounds and crowds of a modern world. My thing in a way is human powered transportation by foot, bicycle, climbing, snowshoes, cross country skies. Gym training is annoying to me so it is also a way to exercise.
Even rural life most places has been penetrated by the sounds of machines. I remember used to be able to hear the wind blow across the prairie as it rustled grass and wheat. When a mile from a highway you can easily hear the cars if you are in what would otherwise be a quiet place. The tires make a sound that it seems most people don't notice until you point it out.
When I am in a store and I ask people I am with doesn't that murmuring drive you nuts. Townies would ask "What murmuring?" I would tell them to be quite and listen to the all the background noise, then they would hear it and and say they never noticed the murmuring of all the people in the store before.
You toss on a backpack and go where you can't hear the sounds of a machine but in a few years that place will have dirt bikes on it so you have to find a different area to go. Slowly the journey becomes fun, the scenery is nice, the sounds are soothing, and discover you can eat anything you want and not get fat since you are burning so many calories escaping from the noise of machines.
You hop on a bicycle find a road that has a traffic count of less that 100 cars a day that is at least 5 miles from a highway and then coast. You realize that a bicycle is actually a very noisy thing. Even though you don't here the tires of a bicycle in town you here them on a quite lonely road. The tires rolling across the road is easy to here in truly quiet places when you are coasting but it is a sound I can live with. The journey is fun and the quite is the reward at the end.
Backpacking to escape light
Pollution and noise pollution. Has added benefits, some of the people you will encounter are trying to get away from the urban sounds and light. You start discovering the journey is half of the fun but the goal is still to get away. You start to learn that to go certain places you need to be fit so training and exercise become part of this. You run and jump and get into shape so you can go to these places. One day you are packing and following the river and you start to notice trash every couple of miles than it becomes every half mile and you hear the sounds, a mile ahead is a new campground. The place has been forever ruined.
You eventually go climbing with a couple of other backpackers and climb over the first mountain and things are better, you over the second and and things are great. At night there is only star light and moon light. No freaking cars because they can't get there, no freaking dirt bikes because they can't get there. The journey was half the fun but the destination was great. No car noises and no dirt bike noises.
You discover the best places to get to are beyond your ability, you start to train with climbers and that becomes part of the journey. You are now in a world with almost no bling, equipment is judged on if it works or if it does not. The word cool starts losing it's meaning because it is less important in these places you can go.
A climber asks if the farm I was on as a kid was quiet in the winter, I remembered it being very quiet. So you try winter backpacking ten miles off a trail not ten miles up a trail but ten miles off and away from a trail. It is quiet, no lights from any towns, no sounds of cars but you had to learn to walk in snow shoes.Later you discover cross country skiing as a mode of transportation. Fantastic you can get to great places away from urban sounds faster and still get great exercise.
Some gets you to go down hill skiing. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, they don't use human power to get up the hill, they use a lift. It's not quiet at a ski resort, it is freaking loud all the time. You here people in the background talking about nature. PPPPFFFFFTTTTTT, there isn't any nature here, it has been sliced and diced into bite sized chunks. There is no quality dark, you can see the lights of the ski lodge for miles and the sounds carry a long way. The murmuring voices are back. I want to find a rope and hang myself if I can't escape from this place or this crowd. I would rather be dead than to subject myself to a ski lodge.
Another backpacker says join the NSS, it is right up your alley. I said, nah, not for me. It is explained to me that new caves are rarely found around population centers but in remote areas. I give it a try and after learning on training caves a real escape awaits.
You load gear filled backpacks into kayaks and then have to drag them across land with no roads almost a full day, on day two you kayak about four hours then drag the kayaks onto land. You then go over a mountain, then though a natural mountain pass and then hike a trail less area for a day. You have arrived at the cave. There are only 6 people, there are no dirt bikes, no RV's, no roads, no cars, no ATV's no lights from a town. Now you go underground and you are further removed from cars.
It sinks in when you have to escape the sounds of cars you can go any cave that is not a tour cave and hope that no more than 6 people are ever in that place at one time.