The following are photos from National Geographic. Indeed, they are most graphic! Some are beautiful, some calming, some violent.
In that first one, I think someone is rock climbing, but I'm not sure.
Arthur is 90 years old, and has played golf every day since his retirement 25 years ago. One day he arrives home looking very downcast. "That's it," he tells his wife. "I'm giving up golf. My eyesight has got so bad, that when I've hit the ball, I can't see where it goes."
His wife sympathizes and says, "Why don't you take my brother with you, and give it one more try?"
"That's no good," sighs Arthur. "Your brother is 97, and won’t be able to help."
"He may be a 97," she says, "but his eyesight is perfect."
So the next day Arthur heads off to the golf course with his brother-in-law, tees up, takes an almighty swing and squints down the fairway. He turns to the brother-in-law, "Did you see where the ball went?"
"Of course I did!" says brother-in-law. "I have perfect eyesight!"
“So, where did it go then?"
There is a long pause before the bother–in-law replies, “I don't remember."