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Peater

Trad climber
Salt Lake City Ut.
Topic Author's Original Post - Jan 12, 2017 - 10:37pm PT
We've all got them but what are the stories behind them.

I don't have any bad ones but

Don't want to see Toni's boot again Just how you survived.
NutAgain!

Trad climber
South Pasadena, CA
Jan 12, 2017 - 10:53pm PT
This thread needs pics.

Actually caused by sierra granite. But not while climbing.
Actually caused by sierra granite. But not while climbing.
Credit: NutAgain!

Arrive somewhere near Courtright late at night, kids sleeping in the back. Go set up a bivy, sleeping bags all arranged on a tarp, go back to get kids. Spotting their sleepy bodies as they scramble down a little steep embankment, and I knock loose a double-breadbox sized boulder that I barely jump out of the way in time as it rolls by me. But an edge catches me and slices me open. I play it cool, get the kids in a stable spot while I casually take advantage of the Toyota Prius first aid kit. Good enough, tuck in kids, keep the leg elevated. Next day while cleaning the wound and inspecting the necrotic flap of flesh, I get a bit woozy, decide I should get it checked out properly since the kids are on their own if I pass out. Oh well, lost a day of the adventure but it still was a pretty good trip. Two weeks later I found myself standing in the middle of a poison oak patch while in shorts, flip-flops, and a few bandaids over a big hole in my flesh. I used half a bottle of Tech-Nu later and made it out unscathed.
Peater

Trad climber
Salt Lake City Ut.
Topic Author's Reply - Jan 12, 2017 - 11:18pm PT
Nut you are correct. I don't have a photo but just imagine if you please.

A kid fly's off the bridge on the the 9mm lne we placed. He goes out 30 or 40 feet out. He is spinning in the air, the rope is now wrapped around him many times, He lets go and gets spiral rope burns over most of his body. It was bloody heinous. I cringe just thinking about it.



Peater

Trad climber
Salt Lake City Ut.
Topic Author's Reply - Jan 12, 2017 - 11:29pm PT
Nice bloody leg
NutAgain!

Trad climber
South Pasadena, CA
Jan 12, 2017 - 11:33pm PT
Nasty! Reminds me of Maurice Herzog with the ribbons of flesh coming off on the rope during the descent.

A milder swing story: Last summer my brother and I and all of our kids inner-tubed down a river near his house. We see a big rope swing somewhere along the way. I go for it, and it's a tricky do-not-fall exit scenario, need to let go right at the end of the pendulum to clear a large rock in a few inches of water. Now my brother is not a climber, and his body shape is a bit different than mine. He goes for it, slips off too soon, and biffs it. I cringe thinking he just smashed his face or broke a rib, but he comes up laughing. But his finger is jutting off at the wrong 90 degree angle. He just laughs, grabs it with his other hand, and pops it back. A few more hours to finish off the inner tube ride. He's working as many hours as he can get, supporting a family, but can't afford insurance. Didn't go to a doctor. Make America Great Again!
Peater

Trad climber
Salt Lake City Ut.
Topic Author's Reply - Jan 13, 2017 - 12:03am PT
Driving 5 hrs Friday night to get to climb XXX peak. Finally get there and my friends are already crashed out. The sky is so full of stars, I put my bag out, pour a cup of wine and just think "YES".

Then with the first sip of wine something evil latches onto my lips. Fuk, Fuk, Owww, Fuk. I grab the thing but it won't let go. I couldn't see it but it was as big as my finger. And it's pincers were locked into my lips.

It was something you see on the nature channel but now it's on my lip. A bit freaked now I grabbed the beast and ripped it off my mouth and flung it away.
Peater

Trad climber
Salt Lake City Ut.
Topic Author's Reply - Jan 13, 2017 - 12:20am PT
Nut, Like the finger story

Broke one of mine skiing. When I saw the doctor about 2 months later he says "so what do you want me to do".
guyman

Social climber
Moorpark, CA.
Jan 13, 2017 - 06:55am PT
OK ill bite....

I got a few.

Whilst Climbing with Kris... in the GOD upon P3 of our Root.... I get my Knee locked! It is in a fixxed position... heal to my butt. The ensuing Raps, and tree crawl ... I performed self traction for the next day and got my leg to 90 degrees... the 12 mike hike out was pretty epic.
That is how I got knee surgery #1... the right.

Hiking out from ECHO... I decided to do some training, so I took some extra ropes from the weaker members of the team and was hauling ass on the trail when my left foot caught between rocks while my right foot went forward...slipped on mud and i did the splits.... tore my Quadracepts clean off of my Knee... more surgery... 6mo in a full leg cast... when the doc was removing the industrial staples... WO any pain stuff I counted 23 big tugs as he camly removed them.... my leg was the size of a chicken leg and I have a 14inch scar....

had shoulder(s) surgery.... the doc was telling me how there wouldn't be any scars cause he only needed to make a few holes in my skin to work through. I told him... "look I don't care about that, just make sure you nail everything down hard and fast, so I can climb again"... I have 4 big scars where he made 1 inch cuts. Post op... he said. "yes I needed to make a lot of working room, hope you dont mind"


I have a few more but those are minor.

thebravecowboy

climber
The Good Places
Jan 13, 2017 - 07:51am PT
speaking of minor....



It's not bad, right dude?
It's not bad, right dude?
Credit: PP
they warned me about them 5" cracks, but did I listen? and do self-arrested falls cost you the tick?
BASE104

Social climber
An Oil Field
Jan 13, 2017 - 07:56am PT
I have done a ton of crazy sh#t. At not time was anyone injured when with me. I have broken legs, but nobody else.

You guys looking for good vibes should take me along.

No kidding. It is amazing. Climbing, Skiing, Ice, BASE, Skydiving (not even the daily first jump students. Tornadoes, Hurricanes.

I'm saving my coin for a paraglider this summer. Hopefully the luck will hold up.
Reilly

Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
Jan 13, 2017 - 08:09am PT
I didn't take photos of my injuries - there was no 'sharing' back then. Besides, I couldn't lift the rock off of my leg to get to the camera in my pack which was under the leg. I was also more concerned with breathing than 'sharing' at that point. I've always had different priorities.
TwistedCrank

climber
Released into general population, Idaho
Jan 13, 2017 - 08:17am PT
My scars are emotional and you can't see them.
Mike.

climber
Jan 13, 2017 - 08:30am PT
Yank test those Tricams. Better still, leave em in the garage.
Rhodo-Router

Gym climber
sawatch choss
Jan 13, 2017 - 09:43am PT
If you're going to aid-solo with a clove hitch as a belay, make sure that when your piece pops your fingers are clear of the hitch.
hooblie

climber
from out where the anecdotes roam
Jan 13, 2017 - 09:58am PT
self copy, paste and borderline insolent about it:
after a serious bout of wind, superbowl sunday dawned calm and sunny at my local ski hill. from the top i ducked under the out of bounds rope for a solo tour on really light gear, (read lycra tights, fingerless gloves.)

the windslab was solid and skateable, trees were sparse at most of 11,000ft in montana. in a half mile i had barely left a track along a rolling ridgeline. i paused at the edge of a little drop to a terrace, just a ramp maybe thirty feet long, smooth untracked, indistinguishable as hazards go.

i pushed off into what became knee deep powder that reverted to windslab like a sidewalk except that my skis were underneath and i was arrested in place like i had just grabbed the catchwire on a carrier landing.

edit: i could add the object lesson here. the ramp was an area of deposition not subject to the slab producing effect of the wind. still no clue how to spot it other than by position knowing wind direction.

lower fib broken at the joint, i tractored back up the ramp using my skis crosswise till i regained the slab which allowed for crawling except that my knees would break thru often enough that log rolling worked better. removing my boots kept the flopping of my foot to a minimum and my fingers out of the snow.

shortly after getting back in bounds some nationals (weekend warrior ski trollers) came upon me crawling now boots first but i had been Out of Bounds and i felt so grateful for the "you are on your own out there" policy for OB'ers that, since the lift was in sight i declined and they p'trolled on. the lifty loaded me up in reverse, so on the trip down the chair i passed a buddy who i sent out to retrieve my ski's "at the end of the turtle tracks."

crawling again across midway to the lower chair a maintenance guy offered a ride on his snow mobile which i accepted. he scooted me right by the first aid room to my wife's car (automatic).

with my foot piled high in the passenger seat, next stop was the fire hall where i was a very active EMT and fireman, so i crawled up onto the public counter and asked the chief to splint my ankle. "oh hooblie, you're such a kidder."

paged (old style) my wife who was working in billings as a home health nurse and arranged to rendezvous with her outside the ER. she figured i was on an ambulance run so it would be a lunch date as we often did. i watched her eyes move quizzically along my extremity to the contraption in the passenger seat.

i knew that as soon as you land in the ER you have given up options so she went in, found out which orthopod was on duty, and sure enough we chose to go across town, based on her rapport with the doc on call at the other hospital.

the flight crews from the air ambulance and medivac helicopters all got a chance to razz me as they were accustomed to seeing me on scene or at least in uniform. my wife's sister had a house wheelchair distance from the hospital so i spent the night there awaiting surgery in the morning.

when it was time for the plate to come out our little hospital had just been saved from closing by community purchase so i was able to direct some needed business to the home front by arranging for my doc to be granted privileges in red lodge, where of course all the OR scrubs and staff were familiar. it was a jolly occasion, the date having coincided with a speech the doc gave to a group at a fine new lodge i had been a foreman on. later my anesthetist recognized me hitching back upstream after a kayak run.

weeks later my buddies who were pro patrol on the hill and had been puzzled by rumours of what had been observed that superbowl sunday, but not seen in the first aid room, put the whole scenario together and gave me kudos for being a non-issue regarding the out of bounds policy.

late that summer when i went into the admin office to ask about cutting some firewood on the ski hill where there had been a blowdown a few years previous. permission was granted, and the vibe was good enough i took a chance and broached the subject of the season pass that i had only half used. since early season passes were cheap just then, the boss fixed me up with a consolation prize. a season's pass for the coming year.

moral of the story ... if you're setting the stage for self rescue, first line up a bunch of folks in a friendly community
Fat Dad

Trad climber
Los Angeles, CA
Jan 13, 2017 - 10:06am PT
If you're going to aid-solo with a clove hitch as a belay, make sure that when your piece pops your fingers are clear of the hitch.
Yikes! That probably did not end well. More good advice: don't stick your finger through a fixed pin. I was bouldering at the base of what I think is the base of the second pitch of the Column's South Face. Party of three and the leader taking his time on aid, and you're on a big ledge so I start bouldering around. I momentarily stick my index finger through a fixed angle and my feet grease off. Luckily my finger was pretty well taped up, but it cleanly sheared all the tape off in a nice neat spool with only minimal damage to my skin. Hairline fracture at the first knuckle, but nothing major. Got lucky on that one.

Far worse was blowing out my knee out climbing the Matterhorn at Disneyland (yes, that was my job). No pictures of my knee hanging out of joint though. I was a little preoccupied.
madbolter1

Big Wall climber
Denver, CO
Jan 13, 2017 - 02:22pm PT
My left ankle remains problematical from dislocating it on the first-pitch, first-day of WoS. Well more than three decades after the injury, I've finally concluded that it will never get back to 100%. ;-)
Peater

Trad climber
Salt Lake City Ut.
Topic Author's Reply - Jan 14, 2017 - 04:36pm PT
Fat Dad

I used to know a couple of Matterhorn climbers in the 70's. Were you one of them. They used to do all kinds of naughty things up there.
Jim Brennan

Trad climber
Jan 14, 2017 - 07:10pm PT
This episode falls under both categories. LOL !

Credit: Richard Suddaby
Reilly

Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
Jan 14, 2017 - 07:15pm PT
What, that plant attacked you?
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