Another good example of why you should be prepared !

Yeah but I can't say I didn't do stupid stuff like this as a kid. They just learned the hard way. Luckily it wasn't worse.
 
Good reason to keep a fire steel on your car keys, along with flashlight and a simple sak to light a fire and stay warm until help arrives.
 
I don't know if this is a case of survival, or Darwin's theory trying to clean up the gene pool.
 
They ran out of gas. It happens. It could've have easily been a faulty gas gauge. This happens often enough. It's strange how they split up like they did. I would have thought the rest of them would have stayed near the truck and attempted to make a fire nearby for warmth.
 
Even in the fairly suburban twin cities area on MN I wonder about women wearing high heels walking around in a blizzard. However if I was in Canada driving around in the middle of no where I would be slightly more prepared than to wear sandals with no socks
 
Wow, those kids did everything you are *not* supposed to do. Not to be callous, but I agree with the Darwin comments. The gene pool should be less crowded now... but they got lucky.
 
Some of us have done amazingly stupid things and lived through the event.

I've made offerings to the gods of Darwin many times in my life.

Either the gods were not pleased with my offerings or they found it amusing to keep me alive. In any event, I can hardly take credit for having been "smart enough" to survive this long.

Along the way, however, living through things like climbing a mountain as the sun went down just to see the sunset from a higher vantage, and then realizing I had no idea how to get down, and feeling my way down in the dark, have allowed me to accrue a library store of "stupid things to not do" and I've been able to pass these along to my own kids.

Falling asleep on the beach in Athens after swimming in the ocean. Easily the worst sunburn of my life. But I learned something.

Climbing a plateau, then attacked by yellow jackets and sprinting to the nearest cliff edge . . . only to be called to a halt by my dad . . . just three feet from a two hundred foot straight drop. But I learned something.

Like jump starting my six volt VW with a 12 volt battery and burning out the points, making it impossible to start the car the following morning -- my youngest brother and I nearly froze in the North Arizona desert from that -- but the garbage collector truck showed up and we push started the beetle, and got to food and warmth. And I learned something.

Missing a sharp turn on a slippery road, going over an embankment into a 12x12 fence post (with a deep & solid footing), and almost getting taken out by a boxed set of hardback books I'd stored on the ledge behind the back seat (it took out the mirror inches from my head). But I learned something.

Like falling asleep on watch and only waking up moments before it would have been too late to avoid a collision in deep water. Yeah, that was exciting. But I learned something.


I couldn't begin to justify my being here today.

But the little things I've learned have made it possible for me to survive financial catastrophe, homelessness, and the loss of transportation and stuff like that. Hidden in those lessons was stuff that allowed me to overcome crises with a family depending on me and fully expecting that I would make it all work.

And I did.

Statistically, I shouldn't be here, and statistically I shouldn't have a successful career and a comfortable life. And yet I do. I was never very good at statistics.

And the gods of Darwin bide their time.

Sometimes the lessons strengthen the "breeding quality" in that segment of the gene pool.

It did mine.

 
How can anyone with a 12 volt battery and gasoline (you know there was some left in a line, even a tablespoon is plenty), plus a spare tire fail to get a fire going? The lack of critical thinking, resourcefulness, and innovation in modern society is just weird.
 
Some of us have done amazingly stupid things and lived through the event.

I've made offerings to the gods of Darwin many times in my life.

Either the gods were not pleased with my offerings or they found it amusing to keep me alive. In any event, I can hardly take credit for having been "smart enough" to survive this long.

Along the way, however, living through things like climbing a mountain as the sun went down just to see the sunset from a higher vantage, and then realizing I had no idea how to get down, and feeling my way down in the dark, have allowed me to accrue a library store of "stupid things to not do" and I've been able to pass these along to my own kids.

Falling asleep on the beach in Athens after swimming in the ocean. Easily the worst sunburn of my life. But I learned something.

Climbing a plateau, then attacked by yellow jackets and sprinting to the nearest cliff edge . . . only to be called to a halt by my dad . . . just three feet from a two hundred foot straight drop. But I learned something.

Like jump starting my six volt VW with a 12 volt battery and burning out the points, making it impossible to start the car the following morning -- my youngest brother and I nearly froze in the North Arizona desert from that -- but the garbage collector truck showed up and we push started the beetle, and got to food and warmth. And I learned something.

Missing a sharp turn on a slippery road, going over an embankment into a 12x12 fence post (with a deep & solid footing), and almost getting taken out by a boxed set of hardback books I'd stored on the ledge behind the back seat (it took out the mirror inches from my head). But I learned something.

Like falling asleep on watch and only waking up moments before it would have been too late to avoid a collision in deep water. Yeah, that was exciting. But I learned something.


I couldn't begin to justify my being here today.

But the little things I've learned have made it possible for me to survive financial catastrophe, homelessness, and the loss of transportation and stuff like that. Hidden in those lessons was stuff that allowed me to overcome crises with a family depending on me and fully expecting that I would make it all work.

And I did.

Statistically, I shouldn't be here, and statistically I shouldn't have a successful career and a comfortable life. And yet I do. I was never very good at statistics.

And the gods of Darwin bide their time.

Sometimes the lessons strengthen the "breeding quality" in that segment of the gene pool.

It did mine.


Yes sir. I have also pulled many ''stunts'' as a youngster and escaped through luck or intuition. Adolescent minds aren't firing on all cylinders yet, as the frontal lobes aren't fully developed until around the early 20's. I'd bet money that this little episode is burned deeply into their minds and that they will think twice before blindly buggering off on another trip like that.
 
Some of us have done amazingly stupid things and lived through the event.

I've made offerings to the gods of Darwin many times in my life.

Either the gods were not pleased with my offerings or they found it amusing to keep me alive. In any event, I can hardly take credit for having been "smart enough" to survive this long.

Along the way, however, living through things like climbing a mountain as the sun went down just to see the sunset from a higher vantage, and then realizing I had no idea how to get down, and feeling my way down in the dark, have allowed me to accrue a library store of "stupid things to not do" and I've been able to pass these along to my own kids.

Falling asleep on the beach in Athens after swimming in the ocean. Easily the worst sunburn of my life. But I learned something.

Climbing a plateau, then attacked by yellow jackets and sprinting to the nearest cliff edge . . . only to be called to a halt by my dad . . . just three feet from a two hundred foot straight drop. But I learned something.

Like jump starting my six volt VW with a 12 volt battery and burning out the points, making it impossible to start the car the following morning -- my youngest brother and I nearly froze in the North Arizona desert from that -- but the garbage collector truck showed up and we push started the beetle, and got to food and warmth. And I learned something.

Missing a sharp turn on a slippery road, going over an embankment into a 12x12 fence post (with a deep & solid footing), and almost getting taken out by a boxed set of hardback books I'd stored on the ledge behind the back seat (it took out the mirror inches from my head). But I learned something.

Like falling asleep on watch and only waking up moments before it would have been too late to avoid a collision in deep water. Yeah, that was exciting. But I learned something.


I couldn't begin to justify my being here today.

But the little things I've learned have made it possible for me to survive financial catastrophe, homelessness, and the loss of transportation and stuff like that. Hidden in those lessons was stuff that allowed me to overcome crises with a family depending on me and fully expecting that I would make it all work.

And I did.

Statistically, I shouldn't be here, and statistically I shouldn't have a successful career and a comfortable life. And yet I do. I was never very good at statistics.

And the gods of Darwin bide their time.

Sometimes the lessons strengthen the "breeding quality" in that segment of the gene pool.

It did mine.


Well said!!!!!!
 
Some of us have done amazingly stupid things and lived through the event.

I've made offerings to the gods of Darwin many times in my life.

Either the gods were not pleased with my offerings or they found it amusing to keep me alive. In any event, I can hardly take credit for having been "smart enough" to survive this long.

Along the way, however, living through things like climbing a mountain as the sun went down just to see the sunset from a higher vantage, and then realizing I had no idea how to get down, and feeling my way down in the dark, have allowed me to accrue a library store of "stupid things to not do" and I've been able to pass these along to my own kids.

Falling asleep on the beach in Athens after swimming in the ocean. Easily the worst sunburn of my life. But I learned something.

Climbing a plateau, then attacked by yellow jackets and sprinting to the nearest cliff edge . . . only to be called to a halt by my dad . . . just three feet from a two hundred foot straight drop. But I learned something.

Like jump starting my six volt VW with a 12 volt battery and burning out the points, making it impossible to start the car the following morning -- my youngest brother and I nearly froze in the North Arizona desert from that -- but the garbage collector truck showed up and we push started the beetle, and got to food and warmth. And I learned something.

Missing a sharp turn on a slippery road, going over an embankment into a 12x12 fence post (with a deep & solid footing), and almost getting taken out by a boxed set of hardback books I'd stored on the ledge behind the back seat (it took out the mirror inches from my head). But I learned something.

Like falling asleep on watch and only waking up moments before it would have been too late to avoid a collision in deep water. Yeah, that was exciting. But I learned something.


I couldn't begin to justify my being here today.

But the little things I've learned have made it possible for me to survive financial catastrophe, homelessness, and the loss of transportation and stuff like that. Hidden in those lessons was stuff that allowed me to overcome crises with a family depending on me and fully expecting that I would make it all work.

And I did.

Statistically, I shouldn't be here, and statistically I shouldn't have a successful career and a comfortable life. And yet I do. I was never very good at statistics.

And the gods of Darwin bide their time.

Sometimes the lessons strengthen the "breeding quality" in that segment of the gene pool.

It did mine.


Yes sir. I have also pulled many ''stunts'' as a youngster and escaped through luck or intuition. Adolescent minds aren't firing on all cylinders yet, as the frontal lobes aren't fully developed until around the early 20's. I'd bet money that this little episode is burned deeply into their minds and that they will think twice before blindly buggering off on another trip like that.

Yep. I doubt the people calling for the Darwin award have lived their whole lives WITHOUT doing something stupid.
 
I'm not sure that I (even as a young man) would have watched two young ladies try to walk 20 kilometers to safety through a snowstorm. If they were determined to go, I like to think I would have at least accompanied them.
 
Yes sir. I have also pulled many ''stunts'' as a youngster and escaped through luck or intuition. Adolescent minds aren't firing on all cylinders yet, as the frontal lobes aren't fully developed until around the early 20's. I'd bet money that this little episode is burned deeply into their minds and that they will think twice before blindly buggering off on another trip like that.

Make that early 30's and I'll agree with you...
 
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