What's less-appealing about sand boarding Cerro Negro: the smell of sulfur gases as you careen uncontrollably downhill on dirty, jagged volcanic rock and ash; or the almost-certain road rash you'll achieve after a heinous toe-turn-gone-awry? I'm all for adventure, but seriously - what's next, bungee jumping into a volcanic crater - molten lava just inches below, as you dangle helplessly by your ankles? I've seen what happens to those who mess with volcanoes, and it ain't purty.
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