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>last year of college
>camping alone at the tail end of winter
>everything is super icy from snow runoff. hard enough getting to my usual campsite in the day.
>2am phonecall from a friend. apparently its an emergency.
>throw my stuff haphazardly into my pack and start off toward my car.
>carrying a flashlight in my mouth and balancing on the ice with 30+llbs of gear for the weekend.
>loose my footing on a steep slope and begin sliding toward the cliffs over the river below.
>grab for trees unsuccessfully and feel my legs drop from beneath me
>close my eyes and expect to be laying in the river with two broken legs the next time I open them.
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I landed on the only outcropping on the entire cliff. This small patch of rock and dirt with a stump that's barely hanging on to the rock.
After I lost the adrenaline rush and my hands steadied, I hoisted myself up onto the cliff and made my way back down to my vehicle.
The flashlight I was carrying in my mouth chipped my front tooth when I hit the ground. A friendly reminder of my nativity in underestimating nature and overestimating my abilities.
