CTXhunter
Lil-Rokslider
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- Feb 3, 2021
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Learned a lesson a few years ago on respecting blades, figured I’d share. I went on a little camping trip on some family land. Maybe a mile into the woods from the house near a pond. Just hanging out and fishing on the pond with a buddy after we setup camp. I was down on my knees chopping small logs of firewood with a hatchet. The week before I had my father in law sharpen the hatchet and I wasn’t respecting how sharp it was. I sat back on my heels while chopping leaving my knees bent out in front of me. After a while I inevitably had a bad swing and the hatchet popped off the log and brushed my knee. I looked down and saw a little red but figured I just needed a little bandaid. I walked over to my pack and elected to pull my pants down to my ankles rather than take the time to pull my boots off. When I slide my pants passed my knees the first thing I saw was a stream of blood shooting off my knee and landing about 12” in front of my feet. I knew I wasn’t going to die but my first thought was “I’m going to die” lol. I threw my hand over it and eventually got a little piece of gauze on it and everything was fine. Long story short I’m very lucky to have not really dug that thing into my knee and I’m even more lucky I was deep in the backcountry. Daily reminder: if you have a blade, respect it. And if you have a blade, have a at least a small wound kit.
Inside of my pants after just a couple of seconds of bleeding.
Inside of my pants after just a couple of seconds of bleeding.