A few years ago, I too had been bitten and strongly infected by this whole adventurous style of photography that requires you to furtively make your way to the top of building, reach over the edge and capture that perfect photograph. In no way did I pioneer these stunts but at the time, there wasn’t many photographers doing it in New York but very quickly it became the norm in how you conveyed your fearlessness with your camera and at that specific moment, it stopped being fun for me.
Yes, it was fascinating viewing the urban world from such a perspective but as Neil mentioned, the whole competitiveness of it just became this overwhelming responsibility where you suddenly felt you were no longer shooting for yourself but for others. It became this vicious cycle and obsession to get as much attention as you could based on how much of risk-taker you were willing to be. In the end, it was fun but certainly not worth the anxiety and danger you constantly but yourself through and not to mention the friendship you might lose along the way in view that when you find a special spot that you identify as yours because you were there first to share a photo of your sneakers dangling from it, you’d rather lose a friend than to give up the specifics of this location.