I just nearly did a full face-plant rigging the tarp over my AMOK.
Not watching what I'm doing, moving a little too fast, not picking my feet up high enough... Ol' Guy Line's gonna gittya.
I will turn 66 a month from tomorrow. I live alone... out in the country. As I tumbled out and down through that endless distance to the ground in full Wiley Coyote freefall the thought was screaming through my mind, "Awwwwcrap! Now I've finally gone and done IT!... and the phone is in the house!".
Then I actually surprised myself by landing in a full push-up... and it doesn't feel like I tore a rotator cuff.
Best of all, I didn't drive a hand through my tarp.
However, man, oh, man, am I going to be more careful from now on! I really don't want to be lying out on the forest floor someplace blinking SOS signals at jetliners on their way to Europe.
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