08-11-2009, 07:02 PM
Horrible. But it happens. It's the outdoors, not Disney. The wild word doesn't come with safety rails and rubber baby bumpers.
Reminds me of the time I slipped on a scree slope while free climbing in Yosemite at 15. My beloved late father heard me yelling, glissaded down after me and caught me about 20 feet before a 100+ foot straight fall down. And then I turned around and caught him as his feet slipped from underneath him.
We traversed and got the hell off the slope and hiked back to the picnic spot where the rest of the family was having lunch. And never, ever, ever mentioned it to Mom.
Reminds me of the time I slipped on a scree slope while free climbing in Yosemite at 15. My beloved late father heard me yelling, glissaded down after me and caught me about 20 feet before a 100+ foot straight fall down. And then I turned around and caught him as his feet slipped from underneath him.
We traversed and got the hell off the slope and hiked back to the picnic spot where the rest of the family was having lunch. And never, ever, ever mentioned it to Mom.