Firstly I do have re8eld0gs permission to put this up. AGAIN DON'T LOOK AT THIS IF YOUR A LITTLE SQEEMISH OF BLOOD!
The trip started with a loverly 2 mile walk with the intention to try re8reld0g's new Warbonnet out. We spent the night under a disused farmers shed.
It was generally a cracking night.
On our walk home we had to cross a bridge which we found had a tree fallen over it. So in my Devine wisdom I said to Martin let's get the Laplanders out and trim it down.
So Martin starts cutting the large trunk that was stopping everyone getting past easily.
He literally states "watch out mate it might spring back on you"
So I turn around to stick my bag down and give him a hand. Then I hear a crack, BANG. OUCH!!
The silly e-git only moved to where I was standing and got one hell of a whack. The only time where we could use a f.a.k and neither of us brought one mainly because neither of us thought being so close to the house that we would need one (massive mistake). A mile from the house and no main roads any where near us so a ambulance could find it rather difficult to find us if situation worsened and he went unconscious. But Martin being an ex combat medic managed to keep calm and he dealt with it all like a champion. He checked him self over and and walked the mile back perfectly fine minus the the obvious swearing, moaning and grumbling lol.
Most of the injury consisted of a fair bit of bruising, a 3mm hole in his head and some pretty bad concussion for 20 minutes.
In all fairness looking back at it all now that bang to head could of easily turned into a much bigger problem but thankfully for us it didn't'.
You learn a lesson every time is all I have to say on this matter.
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The trip started with a loverly 2 mile walk with the intention to try re8reld0g's new Warbonnet out. We spent the night under a disused farmers shed.
It was generally a cracking night.
On our walk home we had to cross a bridge which we found had a tree fallen over it. So in my Devine wisdom I said to Martin let's get the Laplanders out and trim it down.
So Martin starts cutting the large trunk that was stopping everyone getting past easily.
He literally states "watch out mate it might spring back on you"
So I turn around to stick my bag down and give him a hand. Then I hear a crack, BANG. OUCH!!
The silly e-git only moved to where I was standing and got one hell of a whack. The only time where we could use a f.a.k and neither of us brought one mainly because neither of us thought being so close to the house that we would need one (massive mistake). A mile from the house and no main roads any where near us so a ambulance could find it rather difficult to find us if situation worsened and he went unconscious. But Martin being an ex combat medic managed to keep calm and he dealt with it all like a champion. He checked him self over and and walked the mile back perfectly fine minus the the obvious swearing, moaning and grumbling lol.
Most of the injury consisted of a fair bit of bruising, a 3mm hole in his head and some pretty bad concussion for 20 minutes.
In all fairness looking back at it all now that bang to head could of easily turned into a much bigger problem but thankfully for us it didn't'.
You learn a lesson every time is all I have to say on this matter.
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