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Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Wilderness First Responder

Each time my girlfriend and I venture into the wilderness together, something goes rye?! Last time, we decided to climb a fourteener with one bottle of water amongst the two of us. If it was not for some random guy with Iodine tablets and a high country pond we would have been raisins.

Which brings me to yesterday and why anyone who spends any length of time in the outdoors should do us all a favor and get some sort of Wilderness First Responder Training (including myself). Thank God Jessica is certified because as we were descending from a relaxing afternoon on the trails, we came across a rock climber who had fallen about 20 feet to the rocky boulders below.

It was a pretty eye opening experience and I has impressed with how relaxed and quickly Jessica handled the situation. If I would have been by myself I think I would have just made the situation worse and freaked out. He was suffering from what seemed to be a broken back and legs (I have never seen a grown man in that much pain). Jessica stabilized the situation and kept him talking until we could get a ambulance back to get him out.....Man.... Be thankful to be alive and well today!


Blogger Mom said...

It is no mistake that you came upon this man. A divine appointment, I would say. So grateful you and Jessica were able to provide the help he needed and now...get that training!!! One shouldn't live in the mountains and spend that much time there without it. (Now, how's that for a mom speaking??!) Stay safe!

9:37 AM  
Blogger Fritz said...

I watched a helicopter evac after some woman smacked her head at Hall Ranch.

I've been a first-responder twice -- once was a heart attack, the second time was a guy who got hit by a train. There wasn't much to do on that second one.

8:32 PM  
Anonymous Kate Martin said...

Wow... yeay to the both of you for helping to save that man! Talk about being in the right place at the right time!

By the way, did you mean "something goes awry" rather than "goes rye"? Unless things randomly turn into rye bread when the two of you go hiking? Which would be pretty cool, now that I think of it. Just bring some Swiss cheese along and you're all set. heh.

12:24 PM  

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