Frightening journey

It seems to me that nowadays people are bored stiff with their lives considering the fact that so many of them adore to scare themselves just for fun. These thrill-seekers are choosing above all to dedicate some of their leisure time to go on frightening journeys.
Personally, I don’t understand how and why a person can intentionally put themselves in real danger of being badly injured or even helpless before the face of death. I’ve never been on such a frightening journey before and, frankly speaking, don’t regret it. Although, even in my experience there were some situations that could be called rather risky or even hazardous.
Last summer my friends, a bunch of other mountaineers and I decided to climb to the summit of the Taganai, the famous chain of mountains in the South Ural near Miass. There were a couple of 19-year-olds with us and they were the only adults in that hiking trip.
The most terrifying thing for me in that adventure was the necessity to climb mostly without any safety ropes. Throughout the whole journey, I was haunted by obsessive thoughts that I would just grasp the wrong rock and drop straight down without any chance of salvation. And even though before the expedition we chose the route that was very popular among the known climbs and therefore couldn’t be called uncharted terrain, I was still unsure if the path we were taking was safe as you can never predict where and when the ground may give way and just fall down beneath your feet.
One more horrid thing was that our water supplies were running out because of extreme heat and aridity. We had to try and save bottled water for our way back and it felt like we were on a survival course.
However, all in all, I don’t consider this adventure too dangerous as nothing disastrous happened and nobody got hurt or broke anything. Though it was tough to beat the mountain, I guess, we succeeded without major accidents and after all, I have more positive memories than newly acquired fears of height or dying of thirst.

Frightening journey

It seems to me that nowadays people are bored stiff with their lives considering the fact that so many of them adore scaring themselves just for fun. These thrill-seekers are choosing amongst all the choices to dedicate some of their leisure time for going on frightening journeys.
Personally, I don’t understand how and why a person can intentionally put himself in a real danger of being badly injured or even helpless before the death’s face. I’ve never been on such a frightening journey before and, frankly speaking, don’t regret it, although, even in my experience there were some situations that could be called rather risky or even hazardous.
Last summer my friends, a bunch of other mountaineers and I decided to climb to the summit of the Taganai, the famous chain of mountains in the South Ural near Miass. There were a couple of 19-year-olds with us and they were the only adults in that hiking trip.
The most terrifying thing for me in that adventure was the necessity to climb mostly without any safety ropes. Throughout the whole journey, I was haunted by obsessive thoughts that I would just grasp the wrong rock and drop straight down without any chances of salvation. And even though before the expedition we chose the route that was very popular among the climbers of these mountains and therefore couldn’t be called uncharted terrain, I was still unsure if the path we were taking was safe, as you can never predict where and when the ground may give way and just fall down beneath your feet.
One more horrid thing was that our water supplies were running out because of extreme heat and aridity. We had to try and save bottled water for our way back and it felt like we were on a survival course.
However, all in all, I don’t consider these adventure too dangerous, as nothing disastrous happened and nobody got hurt or broke anything. Though it was tough to beat the mountain, I guess, we succeeded without major accidents and after all, I have rather positive memories than newly-acquired fears of height or dying of thirst.

[Very good work.  Just minor changes.  I have acrophobia (fear of heights) and could never go rock climbing.  The slang term we have for people who compulsively engage in dangerous and life-threatening activies is 'adrenalin junkies'.  A 'junkie' is an addict. ]