The Carnage...
Every once in a while we all make those really dumb decisions. This was one of those. Imagine a wall 70 degrees steep and about 250 YARDS down. Hard snow and dirt on top. Picked the wrong line out of the gate, touched the brake and was sideways instantly. hooked the track and I was airborn. Knowing this was going to hurt I dove out and away from the sled. The guys tell me the sled rolled and tumbled atleast 10 times. It would hook a part and go airborn, spin in the air and hit again I'm doing the same thing along side of it. They say I flipped turned spun or Rag dolled it to the bottom at least 15 times. The truth is I don't know why I didn't get real hurt. That one had air flight written all over it. No broken anything....A bruise on my left knee, and a couple of days later the feeling I'd been beat by a baseball bat for an hour. The 14th year experienced back country extreme guide dodged a bullet... The sled snapped a steering post and twisted a support. Some plastic damage but the hood was ok, all steering was ok and amazing the thing wasn't totaled. That bullet thing again...Moral to the story....I made a bad decision. Thank God it was me on the end of it and not the guys with me. But that's why the guide goes first. The guys were great in all the help they gave me, including the rope 150 feet down from the top. By the time I walked up 200 yds. at 70 degrees my legs were jello and they pulled me up the rest of the way, as I walked. Turns out the real motive for the rope wasn't to help me, it was in case I blew a valve they had me tied and could drag me up the rest of the way. Now that's confidence!!!!!!!!! It all ended well. Jim Perrin 2 uped me to the lodge and the rest of the group finished the day riding. Next day we retrieved the sled with help from Togwotee mechanic Jack. Jerry from Cedar rapids, also a mechanic, helped a lot. Got it driveable and took it to the trail. So we rode, we lived.....truly, thanks to all. More to all if you want it.