What scares you the most?

Idiot drivers.

The closest I came to dying, the worst hurt, was an idiot driver. 9/7/06. 5days ICU, 3 recovery, 6 rehab, and 7 more months before I could walk. Nothing in the wild worries me, people, not really, I am consious of my surroundings and am usually armed tho.
 
Three biggest wilderness killers: heart attack; drowning; falls.

Not that I like two-legged wolves, ticks, or lightning.
 
I did the falling through the ice thing. It was no joke for sure, but it doesn't scare me anymore. I was out there by myself and got out of it. I can tell you this much though, that stuff will freak you out and it is really hard to get back up on the ice. Always remember to get nekked afterwards. That's the thing most people don't do, either cause they're embarassed or they just don't think it's necessary. It is. You will drop way too much in body temperature a whole lot faster with the wet clothes on. Your body dries off rather quickly, even in the freezing cold, but with the clothes on, you'll stay wet for hours and hours. If you're like me and you had a several hour hike back, that is not an option.
 
I once went through the ice cross country skiing late in the season when the ice let go on the beaver pond. I just couldn't get out until I got the skis off.

The ice was rotton and slippery, I would try and get a grip on the ice and it would just keep breaking and I would slide back in just making the hole bigger and sinking at the same time- not a good thing!

I reached for my fixed blade and drove the blade into the ice, giving me a handle to grip on and pull myself back out. I pulled and rolled myself back onto the ice and managed to use a ski poll to retrieve my skis. It was freezing in that water, but luckilly it was warm and sunny.

The body gets stiff and slow pretty fast in the icy water, I was not far from home, and did that hot shower ever feel good afterwards.

Lesson learned, always carry a fixed blade when traveling across ice, no matter how good the ice may seem. It saved me once, and it may save me again.
 
Codger_64 said:
Sudden, unexpected automatic weapons fire or explosions. They set my heart racing and cause me to pancake and look for a rout to thick cover no matter where I am. Old habits, a survival response that was once quite important but now obsolete for the most part. Nothing in the outdoors scares me but perhaps close lightning. And close tornadoes. Critters are just critters.

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I'm with you, I've never been afraid or scared of the outdoors and wilderness.

That doesn't mean I don't have a funny story about it though.

Back in Jan. of 1991 we had just moved on to our property in the country, 7 1/2 wooded acres with a creek runnin' through it.

We had just moved in, my wife was about to deliver our daughter, I had just got the power turned on so we had lights when I had to go get speaker wire from the truck stop to hook up the stereo, (we see where my priorities were) anyway she pleaded with me to stay home, (the phone wasn't even hooked up yet) but I had to have my stereo.

I was gone about an hour and for my wife that was way too long, considerin' she grew up 20 minutes from The City in Jersey, so here I come pullin' in the driveway when I see the front door light flashin' on and off, as I open the door to the truck to get out I hear her yellin', "Run, hurry, run as fast as you can and don't stop."

I ran and bounded up the steps, outa breath I closed the door behind me and locked it, I turned to her and asked her what it was.

She was shakin', "Did ya hear it?" she asked, I looked at her, "Hear what?"

She said she heard something horrible, she was so upset she couldn't even talk, finally she calmed down enough to tell she was worried it was gonna get me, I kept askin' her what was gonna get me?

I told her to describe it, she said she never saw it but heard it, I asked her what it sounded like and she told me, (this is where I lost it and couldn't stop laughing) it sounded like something big eatin' something smaller.

She was so pissed because I laughed, later when she heard the noises again I went out with a flashlight and showed her it was just two racoons fightin'.

5:00 am the next morning she woke me up to tell me she was in labor, I told her go back to sleep nobody goes into labor at 5 am in the mornin' 11 hours later my daughter was born.

Now if ya wanna be afraid of somethin' how about a teenage daughter of legal drivin' age.:D
 
That story was awesome. i just laughed so hard at that. Good stuff dude.
 
zombie-viking-pirates riding polar bears throwing ninjas and grizzly bears


and stupid people.
 
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