All it took was one little slip while hiking to change my plans. (This article describes how a simple accident has changed my prep plans)
I have amassed plenty of supplies to cover “B., B, & B.” and was in the phase to bring the family up to speed with the knowledge they will need for possible future events. Because of my slip I will have to rethink many options and outright cancel some.
First, the accident: It was hot in Reno the first part of June, we were visiting my brother and we decided to take our recreational vehicle (RV) up to some lakes west of Reno to cool off for a day or two. After the brief mountain trip we would then head back to our home in Southern Nevada, where it is even hotter.
The trip to the lake was uneventful and we were all interested in getting out into the cooler weather. Luckily, the campground host was able to tell us of an open spot. That was good fortune as the campground was full. It turned out someone reserved three spaces but only needed two. Always be nice and polite to the campground host, it pays off.
We set up the campsite while it was about an hour before dark. I had finished up I was going down to find the family by the river. I descended the trail and reached the bottom to realize that I did not lock up. So I went back up the trail to the RV to lock up, with that done I went back down the trail to join the family. That’s when ‘Murphy” showed up. I was watching them play at the river and not paying full attention to my feet (mistake 1). The rock that I stepped on seemed okay, but suddenly it slipped out from under my tennis shoe (mistake 2). I went straight down onto my butt; my left leg was straight out, stiff and pointing downhill. As I started to slide down the steep slope my left leg was pulled off to my left side, still straight. My upper body leaned forward and my center of gravity was now all pointing downhill. As I started to tumble forward the strain on my left leg was too much. My head was near my left knee when I heard the pop. Right then I knew I was in trouble. Once the tumble was complete I was on my back and I started to get myself aligned to get up and check the damage. I knew the left leg was going to be sore as I stood up brushing myself off. I had scraped up the left arm and it was bleeding quite a bit, but I knew that it was not bad.Continue reading“One Little Slip, by Kevin R. Berg”