Lambdaphagy

bloodandhedonism:

lambdaphagy:

So this weekend I fell off a mountain, broke my leg, and had to hobble / crawl five miles back to civilization.

At one point, as I was crawling backwards down the trail on my hands and one good knee, a well-meaning couple came across me and offered, “um, I think it might be easier if you stood up, turned around and walked?”

They were properly mortified when I explained what had happened.  I’m charmed, though, by the thought that I was just trying some kind of experimental recumbent tai chi hiking technique.

I’m genuinely glad you’re ok, but: holy shit.

Thanks buddy.  I had friends with me and wasn’t in any genuine danger of dying (although I suppose a compound fracture would have been really bad). 

But the thing was: I was too far down for a helo rescue, too far up for an ambulance, and my friends couldn’t carry me on steep, rocky terrain without a stretcher.  This is the only way I was getting off the mountain.  Unless I roped some poor nineteen year old EMTs into carrying me down, and the indignity of that option was enough to keep me going.