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| Cheryl, Mads, Sheila, Jude |
This hike was what they call a 'car hike'. We all meet in one location, drop off a bunch of cars, hop in the remaining cars and drive to another location where we drop the other cars and then hike back to where we left the bunch of cars in the morning. No bus ride, no check points. Everybody brings their own lunch and water and snacks. The leader Les was leading the way to the start point, it just happened that he got left behind in the parking lot and who knows who we all were following. After a little detour however we found the start point, parked the cars, did a head count (17) and started hiking. about 5 minutes into the hike came the first official pee break. Women to the front, men in the back. A little while after we stopped for a snack break, did a head count and hiked on. Lunch came and went together with another head count. And then as we were descending into a ravine, fearfully glancing over to other side, seeing a steep steep hill that we will have to climb up again, we came to a stop. One of the ladies in the group had fallen on a wet rock and broke her ankle. She was very calm and collected, a little bit upset that now, at the beginning of the season, after all these years injury free, she must break her ankle at the bottom of a ravine. The next road was near, so someone phoned for help. Some people stayed down there with her, the rest of us went up to the road and waited for the ambulance to arrive. It didn't take long at all, but it was a pretty sad sight. Both staff were in no condition to climb down into the ravine and carry that little lady with the broken ankle up. So they called for help from the firedepartment. One of the first aid responder hiked down into the ravine, while the other one waited on the road. Carsten showed him the way and carried the big first aid bag down to prevent any more injury. It wasn't far at all I might add. Anyhow. The first firetruck came. The rest of us decided to continue the hike and let the rest others catch up to us. As we were walking away, the second fire truck with a trailer for the Argo arrived. And as we were just entering the forest again, the third fire truck showed up. I believe Carsten said something about 17 fire fighters for one broken ankle. The Argo went exactly 100 meter into the trail and then they had to get off and walk down the ravine and somehow got the lady up in a basket and ropes and I don't know what contraptions. It was a great practice run for a rescue mission for the mostly volunteer fire fighters from the area. We hiked on through howling winds and sideways flying snow and eventually came back to where we left the cars in the morning. Hike one of three for Dufferin Hi-Land under our belt. Some went home, the others went to hang out in Jude and Rob's family cottage on Lake Eugenia. I will stop right here or else this entry will never end. Check out madsventures.blogspot if you want to read more stories.
Bye for now.
Mads
















