Weekend of hell
Friday, August 12, 2011 @ 12:25 PM
Doors off, top off, cruising down the interstate, all seemed well. About a mile south of Mesquite, I heard a distinct, easily identifiable, flapping sound, a sound that sank my spirits since I already knew the spare tire on the back gate had a gash in it rendering it useless. A ride in an NHP cruiser, my checking account wounded by an amount seemingly equal to that of some small third world countries, and five hours of wasted time later, we continued north.
I should have taken that as a sign and simply returned home, but I'm too stubborn for that...
Cliff notes: Wife fell and twisted ankle. We failed to make it to our designated campsite the first night. Caught up with the rest of our group the next morning. They pushed on. Wife took a worse fall, likely due to the bum ankle, and damaged knee, hip, finger, and wrist, not to mention large knot on her forehead. We failed to make it out of the canyon the second night. Park rangers noticed our lateness and phoned our emergency contact, causing him great distress. We made the car at noon the third day. What was intended to be two days, 8 hours each, hiking, ended up being three days and a total of 34 hours hiking. Brutal.
Hopefully I get around to a proper post soon, but seeing as I work the next eight days straight...
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Wowza they're working you hard!
At least you not having to worry about turning up to work then having to head home as soon as you get there though xD
Hope the wife heals up fast.
I hope things mend well for your wife.
May I suggest you limit the exercise for awhile to elbow bending.
