Friday, January 15, 2010


In 2006 I fell off a cliff while trying to rappel, something I had done hundreds of times before. (err... the rappelling, not the falling.) It was caused by a foolish mistake on my part, and it hurt really really bad, but for some reason, Mike and I were laughing about it within minutes of me being able to speak and breath (albeit quite weakly and shallowly) again.

I won't re-hash all the details, but at the time I made some notes here on Blootered.

As souvenirs, I still have a sketchy ankle and some really pretty scars on the palm of my right hand.


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