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What is the most dangerous or difficult thing you have ever done?

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Dee White

Dee White lives with her husband and two sons in a small rural country town which has more kangaroos than people. She has worked as an advertising copywriter and journalist and has had numerous career changes because until recently, writing wasn’t considered to be a proper job. Letters to Leonardo, her first novel with Walker Books Australia, was published in 2009 to great critical acclaim.


  1. i think my most dangerous act was riding big waves. There where rocks everywhere, and when water was withdrawn, right in front of the waves,i could see the rocks emerging.
    It’s was high, hot, scary, beautiful..

  2. Holding a brown snake at the Fiji Kula Wild Life Park. I was almost in tears when they were handing it to me, I cried when they wrapped it around my neck but relieved when they took it off.

  3. cable gliding i screamed my lungs out and didnt go back up for my second go it just didn’t feel secure!

  4. It was meant to be a relaxing sunset cruise in Thailand with my teenage daughters and another 30 tourists but as we were cruising 1 hour away from the jetty in a low set boat within minutes the sun disappeared wind picked up and the clouds dropped out of the sky as we found ourselves in the middle of the storm. As the wind and rain battered our little boat we started to be nervous. We couldn’t see anything and water was spilling into the boat. Four small children sitting at the front of the boat were crying with fear.It was the last day of our holiday and we were over 2 hours drive from our hotel. Even tough looking men had concern written all over their face maybe not for their lives as we all had life jackets but certainly for their cameras in case we tipped over.
    The storm lasted for about 1 hour …the cruise was cut short as many of the people were in shock and I am glad we made it safely back to the hotel. This cruise I’ll never forget !!

  5. I think it was whitewater rafting the Zambesi. Getting caught in the sucks and the ever present danger that I’d be popped right out of the raft into the water and left to take on the rocks and rapids with my body then have to scramble to the bank and outrun the hippos and crocs and wait alone on the look out for lions until someone came back for me. Naturally, I hung onto that raft like it was a newborn baby. People have said later, that it was far more dangerous hitch-hiking the length of Africa, particularly through South Africa, but lots of nice people seemed willing to pick us up so I thank them all for that.

  6. Long ago when I was fresh out of Teachers’ college I was a headmaster of a little rural school and one hot day a brown snake draped itself along the concrete at the entrance of the girls’ toilet. Yeow! a snake! It wasn’t in my teachers’ manual what to do in such a situation- however country help was at hand…I just had to calm the little girls down and snake stories became the topic of discussion that day and the next…

  7. Scuba diving has always been on my “to do” list, and I got my chance in Thailand two years ago. Practise in the hotel swimming pool – easy bubs. Two minutes down, in the murky ocean, I backed into a coral tower, and turned sharply, scrapping every bit of exposed skin – a brilliant start. At first, every breath seemed my last. The suffocating sensation overwhelmed that I might not be able to drag in another breath. It took ten minutes of systematically telling myself, breathe in, breathe out. You cannot blow this chance. Until the fear and panic subsided, and I relaxed into it. The fear of missing my longed for dream outweighed the fear of freaking out.

  8. Urggh! Snakes. The ones around here are only red-bellied blacks, and not at all aggressive to humans (they eat the bad snakes though), but my skin still crawls whenever i see one, Lorraine.

  9. I know that fear, Chris. I used to do a lot of scuba diving, mainly in polluted harbours where I was collecting cores through the sediment on the bottom. As soon as we started work and stirred up the mud it was like diving in a bowl of coffee, visibility zero. Very spooky.

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