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Discussion in 'Backcountry' started by jimthetramp, May 24, 2020.
marathon- hitting the wall?
Or sometimes Hunger Knock - glycogen depletion.
fair call although, tbh, they are still Canadians so after they rolled you, they would probably apologise profusely
Come on dude, I bet you still snigger when someone uses it in a sentence? I’d be giggling like a school boy. But then again I hear double entendres in just about everything.
I always understood hitting the wall and bonking to be different, hitting the wall was going out to hard and then having nothing left in the tank so you slo down much more than “bonking”. Cyclists also use the phrase burning your matches meaning you only have so many efforts then your done.
I too had close call with one of these persons out on the track.
He feined friendship and good nature ...
I was sceptical - the Telemark rig gave me cause for suspicion.
I moved on watching the path closely for traps and "other hazards".
I dunno, but mostly hear bonked in relation to cyclists and usually somewhat fixed by some energy/fluid and maybe a little break. Hit the wall or burning your matches thought was more exhaustion, like no quick fix available and needing proper recovery?
that is one descent I never trust.
black ice is common...
So if ‘bonking’ is a verb, can you get ‘bonked’?
“I went for a long walk in the backcountry and I got bonked”. Or only ‘bonking’?
“A group of us went for a long walk in the backcountry. Man, there was a lot of people bonking”.
I’ve been slowly introducing the idea of me getting into backcountry skiing to my wife. I’m trying to justify buying more equipment. I don’t think I’m going to tell her about the potential for a lot of bonking. It’s not going to help my cause.
@Spence pro tip, if you are getting your +1 into backcountry skiing, make sure her gear is always better than yours (can't complain about the gear). Also suggest lodge based trips are the best way forward. Happy +1 is likely to increase the likelihood of you getting bonked.
ahh, I remember those days, long, long, long ago.................
Never going to happen unfortunately. My wife is a pretty good skier and a competent snowboarder. But she doesn’t like the cold anymore. I thought she might come for a ski this season but that was before the cv. She is a few years older than me and prefers warm weather holidays these days. On the plus side she is happy for me to ski and I never get hassle about going (except the cost).
yeah this is my understanding and probably better phrased,
Bonk is a turn of the century term to cover all form of farkedness.
It can be passive or active ,verb, adjective or noun .
Covers the lot .
Reminds me of this old classic.
Exactly what I was thinking. Add to it mate, pal, champ, c, etc
My partner just reminded me of the time we camped at Gatner hut one winter, maybe 12 years ago. She woke around 1am to hear someone walking around but she never wakes me. Probably knows I would go out and look. Next morning lots of post holes in the snow. Reading the story on the other thread made her remember and relate.
You don't 'get bonked', you just 'bonk', as in "I was climbing up to Hotham from Omeo and 30 kays in I bonked - had to have a gel and a quick drink from my bidon before I could go on."
Bonk and gel in the same sentence
Look, I'm not gonna lie - one time I went hard on a climb and was bonking, so I decided it would be a good idea to pull off and apply some lube.
I one had a root at “box head”. This is 100% true.
Ran into these two in bushland. Camped next to them.
Wasn't scary. Nice bloke.
Did you realise who they were at the time? I don't think I would have gotten a whole lot of sleep.
No. We had a chat the next morning then I rode to the opera house.
Was at lake geehi.
I always think of a terrain trap from an avalanche perspective.
I know someone who said the same thing about Ivan Malat. He also said they were in the same prison. He was there for armed hold up.
Ok multi purpose term.
If you want avalanche terrain traps go to Gulmarg.
I might have met the Button Man? See my 6 part encounter here:
It'll be him for sure. Too many people have gone missing crossing his path.
Plus the somewhat predatory behaviour leading up to most interactions with him.
This is a great outcome for these guys.
So can it be thought of as a minor and reversable "hitting of the the wall", whereas truly “hitting the wall” is a major event from which there is typically no recovery?
Getting buried for 10 minutes wasn't much fun.
Jeepus. That takes the cake. Full-dark-barely-able-to-breath-buried?
Glad you are still with us. You must have had well trained mates to find you and dig you out.
Pretty much - it's the sort of thing where, in an endurance activity, you quite suddenly realise that you have put in one too many big efforts and have nothing in the tank. Usually remedied by a quick sugar hit.
Yes. Heliski guides who had practiced search that day.
16 years ago this year but sticks in the memory.
End of day, backside of the mountain off-piste run down to a local mates back garden in Kitzbuhel. The other two guys I was with were in front (locals). I over rotated and fell into a tree well of a pine tree. Face down, hands trapped in stock straps, and ski tips buried with bindings cranked to the max. Snow falling in over my head as I struggled to free myself. I had to calm myself down a few times when I was on the edge of panic. I got out but It was dark by then. So I had to ski knee deep snow by feel. Waiting to ski of the edge of something. Fortunately, I only had to go a couple of hundred metres before I found my friends. They had spent over an hour trying to walk back up and calling out to me. Definitely scary but all good in the end.
I have had a couple of friends die in avalanches. One very good friend who I had been skiing with all morning. I stopped for lunch and he went out to get a couple more runs in.
Jumping across a treacherous little stream on a steep icy slope to get across the river near Silver Brumby Hut at Hotham in the dark after skiing across from Falls Creek. Talk about amateur night!
I had made good time to Derrick Hut, but instead of going across to Loch intended to ski directly into the resort and skin up Davenport Access but went out too far along the ridge before descending.
Skiing on a steep treed slope by oneself in the dark, what could go wrong... GPS, EPIRB, gear - irrelevant.
Probably most dangerous part of the equation we encounter in the back country is ourselves....
Was a great day though - started as a day trip out of Falls to Tawonga huts, but the weather was so good I decided to continue. Snow all the way, including at Dibbin Hut. Dumb in retrospect, but fun.
No single bit of it dangerous in isolation and I’m comfortable with a big day out, but not for everyone. My more experienced self looks back in horror.
Reminds me of the 36km we hiked in the snow in my 20’s to get off the Drakensberg in South Africa before a blizzard rolled in....
Somewhere near/south(?) of Jangungal - I was hiking solo about 700m ahead of the lads. A MASSIVE wild pig appeared from nowhere chasing me at frigg'n full speed trying to protect its young. I just dumped my pack in the sprint and ran up a snow gum. Until then I didn't know pigs grew that massively huge... It was a FVCK!!! moment - even if you don't swear.
‘Waterfall climbing’ (navigating up watercourses) in Japan - we came across a bear and her cub. Some frightening moments, but they were moving away from us, rather than us crossing their path.
Climbing up the side of a waterfall on another occasion- wasp went for me repeatedly- thankfully I was roped in...
Not back-country, but might as well deliver the trifecta. Sea-kayaking out of Apollo Bay, heading back in the dark, I mistook the Marengo lights for the Apollo Bay lights, encountered the reef and the breakers pitch-poled me.
I couldn’t easily right the kayak, so swam myself and kayak into the wash. Worst bit was getting to the Apollo Bay hotel just after the kitchen had closed - bar was still open....
Honshu - Shizuoka prefecture - lived in Fukui for 3 years.
Yeah I know this! I did the crazy Hannels Spur from Geehi Flats about 3yrs ago - before Hannels was cleared - 15hrs solid, totally smashed, bloody, destroyed and famished for a huge steak and arrived at the Thredbo Pub at 8:57pm. "Sorry mate kitchen just closed but you can have some left over oily wedges"... Arrrrrrr!!!!
Gets me every time!!!
...I think I hold the land speed record for Howqua Gap to Merrijig down Mt Stirling in the ute in pursuit of a steak....
Sea2Summit3776 overnight 50km run\hike of Mt.Fuji about 2 years ago and at dawn encountered a bear (face2face/10metres) in the forest near the base of Fuji (Shizuoka) on the Fujinomiya Trail 1600m at ~4:30am - despite all the locals saying I would probably not see any bears ever. WTF? Now what? Okay an Asian bear not like Hokkaido's huge 'Grizzlys'..
Awesome! What where you doing there in Fukui?
Going down some back woods track in Squamish BC, looking for a creek to photograph bald eagles. Just a bit lost. Stopped outside a shack to ask directions and was greeted by a hillbilly with no teeth and carrying a shotgun. The movie Deliverance came to mind.