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It was COLD tonight, no rain or snow in the forecast, a steady breeze, the kind of cold night that getting stranded would be really uncomfortable without shelter and a fire. So after dark, I decided to scrounge the vehicle to see what was available if I got stranded on the road on a night like this, to get a fire going.
I learned my hands dont like doing stuff in the bone numbing cold. Trying to make feather sticks was really futile, and cranking up a fire was taking alot longer than anticipated.( I was starting to really enjoy the thought that this exercise was voluntary. If this had been a real emergency, and I needed heat, I would not have been having any fun)
I struck up a small fire, eventually, ( but I ended up with cold uncoordinated hands, and while putting my knife back into the sheath, I ran the point of the blade into the heal of hand when I missed the sheath.
Exercise was suspended pending first aid,
I have long learned that asking the wife for a cuppa tea/coffee will distract her long enough for me to hit the restroom, to apply a mandaid, before she sees what has happened and wants to return all the nice sharp toys Santa has under the tree.
them guys in the movies are tough, they get shot, have a swig of bourbon, then pour the rest on the open wound. An alcohol swap on this wound almost put me in a coma.
superglue seals a wound rather well,( it was cleaned, and antibiotic ointment applied, I also left it open on one end,for drainage, if needed)
In all seriousness, I was surprised how fast coordination fell off as my hands got colder, how difficult building a fire became the colder I got, It couldhave been alot wor and how fast a simple act of sheathing a knife can become an emergency, through carelessness, distraction, or just being cold.
next time I get an idea like this, remind me to check myself into rehab first.
PS tomorrow its gonna snow,,,,,,,,,,,,, and I will be out there trying again.
I learned my hands dont like doing stuff in the bone numbing cold. Trying to make feather sticks was really futile, and cranking up a fire was taking alot longer than anticipated.( I was starting to really enjoy the thought that this exercise was voluntary. If this had been a real emergency, and I needed heat, I would not have been having any fun)
I struck up a small fire, eventually, ( but I ended up with cold uncoordinated hands, and while putting my knife back into the sheath, I ran the point of the blade into the heal of hand when I missed the sheath.
Exercise was suspended pending first aid,
I have long learned that asking the wife for a cuppa tea/coffee will distract her long enough for me to hit the restroom, to apply a mandaid, before she sees what has happened and wants to return all the nice sharp toys Santa has under the tree.
them guys in the movies are tough, they get shot, have a swig of bourbon, then pour the rest on the open wound. An alcohol swap on this wound almost put me in a coma.
superglue seals a wound rather well,( it was cleaned, and antibiotic ointment applied, I also left it open on one end,for drainage, if needed)
In all seriousness, I was surprised how fast coordination fell off as my hands got colder, how difficult building a fire became the colder I got, It couldhave been alot wor and how fast a simple act of sheathing a knife can become an emergency, through carelessness, distraction, or just being cold.
next time I get an idea like this, remind me to check myself into rehab first.
PS tomorrow its gonna snow,,,,,,,,,,,,, and I will be out there trying again.