Last week I was in the orchard with a SAK, Firesteel, axe, fixed blade, saw, paracord - just playing and practising a few ideas for my next wild camp.
Then it happened - I slipped on a rock, my ankle went over, there was a funny popping noise from it and I fell to the floor. Phone was back at the house, Mel and the little one were out, dog was asleep in the kitchen. So I lay on the floor for about 10 minutes waiting for the pain and nausea to pass and tried to asses my situation. I'm only 150 yards from the house and a phone and yet I felt helpless, vulnerable and in all honesty a little scared.
I thought about all the times I just wander off to the dark peaks with no real plan or route and very often just with telling Mel where I might be leaving the car for a couple days.
I only had 150 yards to hop to safety, warmth, telephone etc - what if this had happened somewhere on Kinder Scout, in a forest? How would I have coped then? I notoriously travel very light on kit and would have probably ended up a creak minus a paddle.
As it happens I have torn ligaments in my ankle and its now only the size of a small rugby ball.
Its really made me reassess how I am going to approach my kit for day walks and overnighters and I am going to be making a conscious effort to try and plan routes and leave copies at home from now on. One thing I have purchased is a folding trekking pole from Alpkit to carry at all times just in case.
Bit of a boring story to share with you all though and a Happy New Year!
Then it happened - I slipped on a rock, my ankle went over, there was a funny popping noise from it and I fell to the floor. Phone was back at the house, Mel and the little one were out, dog was asleep in the kitchen. So I lay on the floor for about 10 minutes waiting for the pain and nausea to pass and tried to asses my situation. I'm only 150 yards from the house and a phone and yet I felt helpless, vulnerable and in all honesty a little scared.
I thought about all the times I just wander off to the dark peaks with no real plan or route and very often just with telling Mel where I might be leaving the car for a couple days.
I only had 150 yards to hop to safety, warmth, telephone etc - what if this had happened somewhere on Kinder Scout, in a forest? How would I have coped then? I notoriously travel very light on kit and would have probably ended up a creak minus a paddle.
As it happens I have torn ligaments in my ankle and its now only the size of a small rugby ball.
Its really made me reassess how I am going to approach my kit for day walks and overnighters and I am going to be making a conscious effort to try and plan routes and leave copies at home from now on. One thing I have purchased is a folding trekking pole from Alpkit to carry at all times just in case.
Bit of a boring story to share with you all though and a Happy New Year!