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Discussion in 'Backcountry' started by jimthetramp, May 24, 2020.
You were lucky bro, as opposed to others!
I had a beautiful python crawl across me in the predawn when making a coffee. I jumped until I saw what it was.
Learning how to self arrest when sliding heading first toward Lake Albina on sheet ice - rocks coming up really quickly.
Red belly black snake striking at me because I trod on it. It was getting airborn and aiming at my hip. Everyone else in the group laughing as I did the Can-Can backwards with a big pack on.
Not BC but in close country up in Qld doing Army Jungle training. Pair fo red bellys not amused to being looked at by a couple of soldiers as they patrolled past and decided to give chase.
Another one in the Jungles of Malaysia doing Army stuff again. One was the fresh tiger paw tracks across the front of our position and another was what looked like either tiger or sun bear claw marks up tree right where the sentry was positioned.
I saw the after photos of him after a trip to club lake with @telecrag
More weather related.....
Storm force winds with gusts peaking at 123kph according to the Thredbo Top Station whilst spending a night at Crummer Spur near Blue Lake.
Was there with 2 other mates each one of us with a tent as we were planning to go for a week. One tents' fly blew away. The other tents' poles broke apart. My tent which was a 1.5 man single skin tent was the only one up and standing. We all piled inside in a Head/Toe/Head combination and waited for the storm to pass whilst monitoring the weather.
My fear was that the tent fabric would rip!
Good old Oz back country experience which can prepare you for anything else in the world.
Stanley name Spur kicked up an unsighted "stick" between my legs, the stick didn't sheer off as my legs crossed in stride...it slithered.
Avalanche set off by a breaking cornice on Bogong .
The whole slope which we were about to cross was rolling with things the size of white refrigerators.
1 minute later and we were dead for sure.
I was young and I learned the basics of avalanche forecasting after that.
> 20 degrees , leeward slope, < 24 hrs after heavy snowfall , sun on slope = DONT.
Staircase Spur Mitchells to Summit in total darkness when i was 14.
There are so many people suddenly added to my never travel with list.
At our age im more concerned with forgetting my anusol cream.
Tattoo a reminder on the back of your hand.
Lots of things can happen out there but few are really scary. Worrying or unpleasant at the time, yes, but usually with no lasting effects, except perhaps extra caution in some circumstances.
Watching Graeme slide 600+ metres on Feathertop was however extremely scary, and his death has had lasting effects on his friends and family. It will be 9 years this August, but is one of those things that we will never forget. :-(
When the battery on my guide's Garmin watch ran out.
Yes, I've lived a sheltered life
You people all need to be a bit more careful.
Danger chosen is the known known.
Accidental danger is the known unknown that must be guarded against.
That thing that lives in stanleys. Ive seen it. Couldn't work out what it was though.
Hiking in a wet leechy Barrington Tops . Had seen a snake before then heard an aggressive hissing . Running to a plank bridge . Hissing continued. Aeroguard going off in backpack . Doh!!
My scariest encounter was probably the reflection of my ugly mug in the mirror of Daveys hut after 10 days in Jagungal.
Nuff said i think....
per chance was this just after a choice thinny ???
Why am I scary in the bc?
I wasn’t even with you when you totalled yourself!
Oh where to start!!!!
the sight of a red @Telemark Phat at the base of Kosci! I was skiing on a different run, My mate had worded me up on the walk over saying I think I’ve slowed the bleeding but knowing I had a better history of first aid he was looking at me to make a judgement call! Thankfully TP spoke and my oh shit rating fell!
A mates face (@Bloke ‘s brother) when he looked at me in Valentines hut and said I can’t get warm whilst sitting on the fire! It was his first trip in the wilderness, we had bonked skiing through a storm and not eating lunch; he went out to get water with me, but hadn’t changed so cold wet clothes and a cold wind soon resulted in hypothermia. Into the sleeping bag he went.
I did get a first hand account of a friend at Mawsons years ago, he was sitting in the hut with friends in a blizzard, heard the door open then some rumbling in the wood shed. He opened the inside door to see an old bloke leaving the hut on some of the old skis that were in the hut. Freaked them the faaaaark out.
running down to the Causeway from Currango in the mist, I made good time and on the way back noticed the mist lifting. Then I noticed a stallion, he noticed me and was less than pleased! Full charge, kicking , rearing, poop wasn’t far from emerging from my buttocks when I noticed the land to my right was swampy, and in I went. God knows what would have happened if no swamp.
riding the trail south to Mt clear from Naas valley and a mate woke a brown snake up, another pissed it off and my tyre copped it!
I was on Hell hole fire trail during the storms that resulted in the Sydney to Hobart race disaster, the storm rolled in fast and the lightning was going to ground, a tree was hit very close to the trail like 50m and my wife has never been the same in storms, scared the shit out of us! I set my long jump PB jumping a creak with a pack on as we ran for Derschkoes.
But possibly my scariest moment came in Whistler on the chair when we looked down to see some big cat prints in the snow, the boss was all excited, a cougar, look, look she said, aren’t you scared, nah I slept with one last night! I’ve never been so scared on a chairlift in my life! If looks could kill.....
Downtown Eastside Vancouver.........
wife’s uncle had read about a police museum in east side Vancouver, and doing the Chevy Chase thing made the family walk to the museum. When they arrived the cops where that freaked out (actually surprised they had made it alive) called them a cop car to take them back to the hotel.
pfftttt - who you talkin' about totaling themselves??? I didn't total myself!
yeah we were back country and skiing from Horse camp to valentines hut, about 15km’s. Water had been an issue at the start of the day (all creeks frozen) so we were a touch dehydrated. After leaving the main trail and heading to Valentines a storm rolled in and we didn’t want to eat lunch In a blizzard. the 4km into the hut dragged and deep snow made things slower again. What should have taken about an hour and a half max dragged to several hours.
never heard the term in that context!
Is this a trick question? Worst thing ever is running into a telemarker in BC. Those of you who have survived will know what I’m talking about.
The term “bonk”? It’s commonly used in endurance events (cycling running tri) to reference running out of energy usually caused by not eating (re fuelling) correctly and always results in slowing down and you end up in a downward spiral, no food move slower, takes longer to get to food.
and yes I know the slang meaning.
yeah never heard it in any other context but sex!
Last year bro?
you want us to believe you can remember when you you were 14?
Pay attention, technical endurance sport in the new sex for the middle aged
I do beleive my response was non verbal.
All my scariest moments have been uncontrolled slides, curiously the above slide seemed to be more about the practicalities os self arrest at the time rsther than fear.
Top tip, vibram is really shitty for self arrest on very firm neve.
Most people seem to think that avalanches are the only danger to look out for in Japan.
However, I think that terrain traps are probably much more hazardous, because people misunderstand the hazard, or don't even know they are there until it's too late.
3 years ago, at Myoko Suginohara, there's two off piste areas up near the top, and one has a really steep cleared run. Down either side of the steep run are two un-roped off "side country" areas, with widely spaced trees. The left side went down into a wide "V" shaped gully, with around 3m of packed snow (so no break through into a creek), and 80cm+ of powder on top. I scoped the steepness from above, to make sure it had the steepness not to get stuck in the gully.... The cleared run itself was steep, so I knew the gully was also really steep and it was sunny, so I could see the bottom way out, where another gully converged, and the whole area widens out. I went down the sides that were steep enough so the skis tips were showing most of the time, even though it was waist deep, and I skied into the gully.
However, about 40m down, I ended up at a waterfall, with around 5-6m drop onto a questionable landing. The waterfall itself had small trees at the top and larger at the sides, and I stopped at the top waist deep. I could hardly move my skis, so I took them off and "walked" on my shins a few metres up the left side to scope possible way down. There was a very steep "slot" about 2m wide, but was one big tree in the middle and small trees either side, so I worked my way across to the right side. It would have been impossible to climb up the sides of the gully, and probably 30 min to "swim" back up about 50m to skirt the waterfall.
On the right side, there was a steep 1m "slot", then a 1.5m ridge, then another 1m slot, then trees further across.
I formulated a plan.... Take a run up, leap over the 1m slot, land sideways on the ridge (with tips and tails poking into thin air) and try to side slip down the ridge(which was probably 70 degrees).... I figured 30% chance of injury, so I didn't think any more and just went for it!
I landed perfectly right in the middle of the ridge, but over balanced and fell to my left, did a full 360 degree sideways flip all the way down to the bottom, and landed perfectly on my skis. I brushed off the snow, took some photos and was on my way!
Kinda hard to see, as this is well below the area, but I came down the left side you can see. Steeper than it looks.
Agree Japan has some horrible terrain traps .
The combination of warm geothermal water so lack of snow bridges , tight bushy birches and heavy snowfall .
Something which would be simple in Australia can take ages.
I am most wary of terrain traps
The second scariest thing was travelling from the top of the Thredbo chair to camp in lbc.
The wind was catching our packs and blowing us off our feet and it turned into a total white out.
This was pre GPS but my friend had good navigation skills.
We crawled for a bit.
Once we got over the edge of the Ramsheads, the wind dropped and vis improved .
The next 3 days the snow was sublime.
I thought I'd scoped it out reasonably well for adequate steepness in the gully, but it threw me a curve ball!
Other terrain traps in Japan include getting stuck today with 50cm+, where 30cm yesterday was a piece of cake.
Getting stuck in gullies (large or small), where you end up at the bottom which is the least steep part.... should always ski through the bottom and onto the sides.
Glide cracks that you just can't see.
Breaking through in gullies to the creek underneath.
Lighting bog roll for light is something you dont forget.
I also thought that was going somewhere else. Reminds me of one of the gondolas in Kitzbuhel. 17 mins top to bottom. No mid station. Local equivalent of the 'mile high club'. But that's for another thread.
We had a similar experience when we accidentally found ourselves as the only tourists on the uptown express to Harlem and had to leave the train and station to cross over and head back downtown. Cops saw us waiting to cross the road (we weren't game to walk through the subway tunnel under the road). They gave us a lift back down, south of Central Park. I have never felt so 'white' in all my life.
In 2002 or 03, when I was aged 10-11, my Dad and a school friend, his dad and his sister did an overnight snow camping trip to Johnston's Hut on the Bogong High Plains in mid-May. There had been a decent dump of snow a few days earlier but we weren't on ski, just walking (we put our socks in plastic bags to keep dry).
We camped next to the hut in two dome tents and turned in relatively early. Later that night, maybe 2 or 3 hours after we'd gone to bed, I was awoken by the sounds of what sounded like a group of 3 or 4 people arriving late and setting up camp. I didn't think much of it at the time and went back to sleep.
In the morning when we awoke it was clear no one else had been around the hut that night, there were no extra tracks and it hadn't snowed (though our shoes had frozen solid). My initial thought was I must have dreamed it, but when I put it to the group, everyone agreed they'd heard something similar and had assumed the same.
I've never worked it exactly, but I remember looking at the intention book and seeing there was another group out that night staying at Edmondson's Hut. I can only theorise their sound travelled down to where we were camping. Or that Johnston's Hut is haunted...
To be fair he had that covered as well with his couger tale..
Another scary time was 10pm towing my 1ton avan down to island bend in a blizzard
Breaks only made things worse so no turning back, I new the bends at the bridge over
The creek where coming up, made it , that beer at camp went down well.
A common expression in many endurance sports..... if you are not engaged in them then not surprising you haven't heard of it.