In bushcraft terms only I mean. Someone raised the point tonight and it made me think deeply.
I remember on one of my walks sat in my tent bathing my infected big toe nail. I'd already lost my little toe nails but this was giving me grief. I'd just past a hospital earlier in the day and wanted to get sorted but feared they would stop me from continuing.
As I bathed it , it started to slide and I ended up cutting the remaining skin attachments with the scissors on my SAK by torchlight until the nail detached. I felt so alone, had a couple of tears, then took a couple of sleeping tablets and the next morning I felt only relief.
Carried on for another three hundred miles to the finish. Then I felt good!!
I remember on one of my walks sat in my tent bathing my infected big toe nail. I'd already lost my little toe nails but this was giving me grief. I'd just past a hospital earlier in the day and wanted to get sorted but feared they would stop me from continuing.
As I bathed it , it started to slide and I ended up cutting the remaining skin attachments with the scissors on my SAK by torchlight until the nail detached. I felt so alone, had a couple of tears, then took a couple of sleeping tablets and the next morning I felt only relief.
Carried on for another three hundred miles to the finish. Then I felt good!!