Hoffmaster wrote:I've heard that the magic height to fall from and ensure certain death is 50ft. Of course, as a climber, I've read plenty of stories about people who've fallen from much higher and lived. On the flip side, people have gotten killed falling off the first story roof of their house. No matter how high you fall from, it would suck.
Yah, I knew a fellow in college who claimed that his parachute didn't open and he lived. And then you hear stories about people tripping over a shoelace and breaking their neck.
I was scrambling down a rock face one time and slipped on some ice ... it was maybe 25-30 feet to the ground below, and I was certain I was going down, but somehow my boot caught on the lip of the ledge and held me. But in that split microsecond, I was already scanning the ground, looking for the best place to land and figuring how I would do it. The landing spot was mostly soft sand, so hopefully it wouldn't have been too terribly bad, but I was resigned that I was gonna sacrifice at least an ankle or a knee.
The funny thing is I wasn't scared until afterward, when it began to dawn on me how close I'd come to very serious injury. I sat and cried for many minutes. It was a good lesson, though. I'm very, very, very cautious now. I don't even like to do stuff like cross a stream on a fallen log, and I don't go near cliff edges. I've seen too many chunks of sandstone break off when somebody stepped on them.