I had a friend who once cut his thumb off while clearing a fouled up lawnmower, another who had his arm twisted off by a fouled up yacht propeller, another who shot himself in the thigh. Each injury was the result of a momentary lapse of something: concentration, caution, process, clarity, reason, fear. Each accident was a perfect example of an ‘Oh Shit’ moment.
Great intro by AK, and sobering story from James. After 35 years of climbing I view these stories as a precious gift that might be enough of a reminder to arrest my complacency and keep me alive another year. It might be time for me to think of my best story of woe.
Great intro by AK, and sobering story from James. After 35 years of climbing I view these stories as a precious gift that might be enough of a reminder to arrest my complacency and keep me alive another year. It might be time for me to think of my best story of woe.