Well, the good news is that you didn't fully commit when you tried to get a bite. You are lucky you still have 10 fingers! You part Irish?
Maybe just setting the edge on the log before you baton would be better. That's usually what I do. Minimizing risk can be pretty important I think. This makes me want to tell a funny story...
So way out in BFE OR, I have an awesome friend that is ready to hit the woods when the SHTF. Well, he's a little paranoid so he would usually tell us he was headed to the woods probably every other month. We'd talk him down and basically tell him he was "loosing it" and needed to get a grip. Well one day, we have this conversation and I tell him he'd die in the woods by himself. I tell him, "Look bro, you'd go out there and break an ankle and die. Done. Game over man. You'd trip on a rock and it would kill you. Here lies %&(#*$, killed by a damn rock." He gets a little but hurt, drinks a few more beers, and then invites me over to help work on his cabin a bit on the 'morrow. "Sure," I says. "See you tomorrow."
Tomorrow comes and at about 4pm, after working on his cabin for about 7 hours, he falls off of his ladder from the 2nd step up, breaks his elbow in three places, and cuts his head wide open. So I stop the bleeding on his dome, rip down a curtain, and tie his arm to his body to keep the arm from moving much. I stick him in his car and take him to the hospital in K Falls that was about 45 minutes away and still make it home for dinner at around 10pm. The next day, I go to pick him up and he tells me, "Bro, I've been thinking a lot about what you said...I would totally die if I went into the woods alone." HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! So classic.
I'm not sure why I wanted to share that now but I hope it entertained someone.
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