I'm not judging anyone who has an affinity for heights, and it might sound so because of my personal prejudice with heights and uncontrollable acrophobia. But highline enthusiasts really have a knack of fucking with a perfectly good day with photographs showing them sliding across ropes over a few hundred feet drop. Now imagine these guys dangling on the rope in their cosy little hammocks, just a slight gust away from rolling over to their death. We're talking about a whole festival full of these ridiculous nut jobs.
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