First time I ever went rappelling, this sort of thing happened to me. Granted the harness we were using was rudimentary compared to the rigs you see these days, but I will point out that I was grateful to hit the level ground again, even though I was lowered posterior-first into a prickly pear cactus.
Paste: “Just for clarity, those climbing shoes are normally curled that way, right?”
No Team US!! NO TEAM US!!
I hope he only pinched his toes in those curly shoes; anything else looks mighty painful.
*whimper*
You ain’t livin’ Greg, unless you meet the only cactus for ten miles while doing things outside. My ability to attract cockleburrs is legendary, mass quantities of them.
Gotta feel for Bob there, hope he can lose those toecurls!
Sort of reminds me of Boy Gorge.
You know I’ve written that whole Boy Gorge thing up on this site. You gotta click the ‘Lies Around The Campfire’ button.