Capt Insano Emeritis
Legend
But good gawd never eat fresh blueberries!
Orrr. Dr Grundy will eat your face!
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But good gawd never eat fresh blueberries!
This thought has occurred to me since I hike and fish alone a fair bit. But it's more along the lines of the bad luck of whoever finds my carcass. Will they call for a helicopter or a packer with a mule or just have the good sense to leave me be? The upside is that I'll probably be carrying some decent hiking and or fishing gear that they can have.Speaking of being in clubs…..
Hiking in your late 60’s is a great way to meet people.
Today I met two paramedics, four nurses, two doctors and almost met Jesus.
*disclaimer: This did not actually happen to me - this is an attempt at humor. Because it sounds like it could happen to any of us, I thought I’d better clarify before the sympathy/empathy started to pour in. That is all.
A few years ago the Okanogan County Sheriff wrote a article on what to do when you die in the wilderness.This thought has occurred to me since I hike and fish alone a fair bit. But it's more along the lines of the bad luck of whoever finds my carcass. Will they call for a helicopter or a packer with a mule or just have the good sense to leave me be? The upside is that I'll probably be carrying some decent hiking and or fishing gear that they can have.
Was told of an elderly couple on a multi-day rafting trip. The husband died and they had to carry the body with them for a couple days until a ranger could get to them with a 4x4 truck. She elected to stay and continue the trip. The group watched as the truck crawled back up the steep and bumpy road out, with the deceased, wrapped up, bouncing around in the back.A few years ago the Okanogan County Sheriff wrote a article on what to do when you die in the wilderness.
It seems that once rigor mortis sets in it is very difficult to pack the body on a mule. The mule doesn't like it. So the Sheriff made the request that just before you take you last breath, drape your body over a large log. That will make packing you out on a mule much, much easier and the mule will appreciate it.
Drape your ass over the log.
I have a friend that was working for the Forest Service in the Gila Wilderness when they packed out the body and the wife was so horrified by seeing her husband lashed to a mule that she sued the Forest Service for emotional trauma. The Forest Service to protect "wilderness values" denied a request for a helicopter to retrieve the body. Dead is dead, there is no emergency at that point.
The Forest Service now allows helicopters to fly out the body. Yeah, that did not play well in the media.
If its on the internet, it must be true!