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I get the impression you mean an emergency survival situation, not a self imposed survival situation, like a camping trip. I do lots of outdoors things in remote places, but I think I've only been in 1 actual emergency survival situation in the mountains. It was around 2015 I was stuck on a mountain by myself on the "wrong side" I went up with another person, we chose to ascend on the difficult face, the hard route, we got over halfway up and the person I was with decided to head back down because the terrain is getting dangerous, I was determined to reach the snow line so I continued on my own. I came to a fork of sorts and decided to take the left "path" there was a series of ledges and it started to decline as I went from ledge to ledge. I slid down to a larger ledge and I didn't realize it was a vertical slope down to the next ledge, and I had a big heavy pack on me. I got stuck on that ledge a few thousand feet up a mountain in Wales, it was about 6 ft by 15 foot of surface overlooking a valley and this was now my home. I had a knife, it didn't help me, what I really wanted was about 100 ft of rope, and some warmer gloves, also ear muffs, or one of those Russian hats, the cold wind was going through my ears and giving me a headache.
As we went up the non authorized route, that only stupid people go up, there was nobody around, so that made me less concerned about looking like an idiot when I shouted for help, because there was nobody to hear me anyway. I accepted my fate, set up my pack in a more comfortable position and rolled a smoke. Then I looked around and saw nothing but rocks and mountains and thought ok I have to get down, I slung my backpack off the ledge and watched it fall onto a lower ledge about 30ft down, then i slid down after it, and took a very painful route down to where it met back with a portion of the mountain I remember, that lead back down to the route I knew my friend would have taken.
Finally I get back down to the bottom and follow the only road in the area, and I saw my friend with his jeans and coat and shoes on the engine of the car drying off. I said what happened, he looked at me and said "I fell in a water hole up to my neck" I replied "I almost died" then we started laughing.
As we went up the non authorized route, that only stupid people go up, there was nobody around, so that made me less concerned about looking like an idiot when I shouted for help, because there was nobody to hear me anyway. I accepted my fate, set up my pack in a more comfortable position and rolled a smoke. Then I looked around and saw nothing but rocks and mountains and thought ok I have to get down, I slung my backpack off the ledge and watched it fall onto a lower ledge about 30ft down, then i slid down after it, and took a very painful route down to where it met back with a portion of the mountain I remember, that lead back down to the route I knew my friend would have taken.
Finally I get back down to the bottom and follow the only road in the area, and I saw my friend with his jeans and coat and shoes on the engine of the car drying off. I said what happened, he looked at me and said "I fell in a water hole up to my neck" I replied "I almost died" then we started laughing.
