Everybody thinks "I'll be fine, it won't happen to me."
Well, not only can it, but it will.
Yesterday (Sat, May 13), I was riding the trails up at Brown Mtn and this morning (Sun, May 14) I wake up in the hospital in Charlotte.
While climbing through some rocks along the trail, me and the four wheeler I was on ended up rolling over. I took the full weight of the machine to my chest as we went over.
My riding partner managed to get enough cell service to give 911 our coordinates and they dispatched a rescue team from Oak Hill Fire and Rescue and Burke Co EMS. It took about 90 minutes for the team to be dispatched, assemble their gear and get up to us. They spent a few minutes with us there doing evaluations, and about 45 minutes to get me down the mountain.
Special shout out to James, Logan, Dakota, Zack, and the other Dakota. These guys...and gal...were professional, efgicient, knew their business, and were just flat out cool people.
They got me down the mountain and to the Hospital in Morganton where I went through several procedures. End result is a fractured scapula and some minor internal lacerations to my liver. I was sent to Charlotte for observation and precautionary measures just in case the liver decided to finish rupturing.
My wife was able to travel down last night. She brought clean clothes, managed to get the mud and grime washed off me and get me into some pajamas and t shirt. Thank the Lord for her and her ability to not freak out and simply get the jobs done that need to get done.
Im unsure when I'll go home, maybe this evening or sometime Monday.
Folks, accidents happen. They just do, and they happen to all of us, refardless of experience level. No matter what you are doing, always use safe practices and use the appropriate safety gear. Its imposdible to plan for every situation, especially catastrophic ones, but at least always have a plan.
I was very lucky that I wasnt laying up on that mountain leaking gray matter out of my ears or with a broke rib and punctured lung or with any other worse internal organ damage than I had.
Sometimes God will tap you on the shoulder and say "I'm still here, bud"
Good morning from Charlotte, NC
Well, not only can it, but it will.
Yesterday (Sat, May 13), I was riding the trails up at Brown Mtn and this morning (Sun, May 14) I wake up in the hospital in Charlotte.
While climbing through some rocks along the trail, me and the four wheeler I was on ended up rolling over. I took the full weight of the machine to my chest as we went over.
My riding partner managed to get enough cell service to give 911 our coordinates and they dispatched a rescue team from Oak Hill Fire and Rescue and Burke Co EMS. It took about 90 minutes for the team to be dispatched, assemble their gear and get up to us. They spent a few minutes with us there doing evaluations, and about 45 minutes to get me down the mountain.
Special shout out to James, Logan, Dakota, Zack, and the other Dakota. These guys...and gal...were professional, efgicient, knew their business, and were just flat out cool people.
They got me down the mountain and to the Hospital in Morganton where I went through several procedures. End result is a fractured scapula and some minor internal lacerations to my liver. I was sent to Charlotte for observation and precautionary measures just in case the liver decided to finish rupturing.
My wife was able to travel down last night. She brought clean clothes, managed to get the mud and grime washed off me and get me into some pajamas and t shirt. Thank the Lord for her and her ability to not freak out and simply get the jobs done that need to get done.
Im unsure when I'll go home, maybe this evening or sometime Monday.
Folks, accidents happen. They just do, and they happen to all of us, refardless of experience level. No matter what you are doing, always use safe practices and use the appropriate safety gear. Its imposdible to plan for every situation, especially catastrophic ones, but at least always have a plan.
I was very lucky that I wasnt laying up on that mountain leaking gray matter out of my ears or with a broke rib and punctured lung or with any other worse internal organ damage than I had.
Sometimes God will tap you on the shoulder and say "I'm still here, bud"
Good morning from Charlotte, NC
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