If you land correctly anyway
That's very true. When I was in 8th grade, one of my friends tried to do a flip off of a 35ish foot bridge and landed on his side. The pop sounded like a gun shot. He was able to surface and swim to shore while we were all laughing hysterically, but it left a nice big bruise. I'm honestly surprised he didn't crack a rib as loud as it was. We jumped off of quarry walls and cliffs that were 50-70 feet when I was in high school.
There used to be a tree at the top of these bluffs that you could climb up to add another 15-20 feet to the drop. When I was a senior in high school, one of my female friends ran over and parked on my right foot and ankle, fucking up the tendons in it. The doctor put me in a lace-up brace to help stabilize it. A bunch of us went up to these bluffs and were partying. I had taken some hydrocodone or some other opiate my doctor had prescribed and drank a few beers and decided it would be a good idea to jump. I should have gone in head first due to my ankle injury, but didn't. The pain from hitting the water feet first sobered me up immediately.
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One of the quarries we frequented had a spot that was allegedly almost 100 feet. I'm not sure if it was actually that high, but you'd damn near get an enema when you hit the water if you didn't clench your butt cheeks. It was a pain in the ass to get to, so it wasn't one we frequented.