Ouch, that hurt!

April 26, 2009

Sprained my knee going after a cache last Sunday, and now I'm on crutches. When it initially happened, it felt as though I had broken a bone. I was all alone, and could not move. Fortunately it happened during the daytime, so emergency responders did not have to spend a lot of effort trying to find me. I gave my coordinates to the 911 operator over my cell, but it turned out none of the first responders dispatched to my plight didn't have a GPSr with them, so I had to give them the old-fashioned type of directions.

I knew I should have taken that 2.5/5 terrain rating as a red flag...

May 2, 2009

It's a kinda funny story actually. I was out biking with a friend, planning to hit some geocaches along our route. There was a hard to see kinda hole in the ground, grown in with grass, and my front tire hit it. I went flying, bike ended up on top of me somehow. A little sore, but didn't think much about it. Got on the bike, kept going.

A little bit later, when I was finishing with the cache, I crouched down to put all my geocaching stuff back in my backpack. Then I noticed my foot. That appeared to have a portion of it both red, wet, and sticky. Taking my sandal off, I discovered that it was VERY wet and red. As in "holy crap, did I nick a vein" wet . Luckly, after rinsing it in water, it ended up not being too bad. Thanks to my good old geocaching bag, I had a medical kit in there and doctored myself up.

Long story short, I still have a dark red mark about 2cm by 1cm on the side of my foot, over half a year later. I imagine it will probably never disappear. Had me worried for a while... it was just outright refusing to even heal over with a layer of skin for the longest time... just keep re-scabbing. Guess because it was a larger area on a part of the body that's constantly rubbed and moving.

May 4, 2009

I got an unintentional second ear piercing in my left ear after tripping on a loose rock and landing on a yucca. Another yucca needle from the same plant punctured the hand I used to protect my face from the fall. Another one of the needles lodged into my nailbed of the thumb on my other hand. And, I guess I punched my jaw with the hand I used to protect my face because I had a sore jaw for a while.

When I got up, I realized that I had fallen on the cache that I had just put together and squished it. Needless to say, I did not place a cache that day. lol

I guess this story is kinda funny now, but I remember being pretty annoyed when it happened.

I hate yuccas. :lol:

Edited May 4, 2009 by TheWilliams

May 13, 2009

I got an unintentional second ear piercing in my left ear after tripping on a loose rock and landing on a yucca. Another yucca needle from the same plant punctured the hand I used to protect my face from the fall. Another one of the needles lodged into my nailbed of the thumb on my other hand. And, I guess I punched my jaw with the hand I used to protect my face because I had a sore jaw for a while.

When I got up, I realized that I had fallen on the cache that I had just put together and squished it. Needless to say, I did not place a cache that day. lol

I guess this story is kinda funny now, but I remember being pretty annoyed when it happened.

I hate yuccas.

Them yuccas can be mean at times. :sad:

May 18, 2009

Not all underbrush is nice! I found out today that a palmetto has a nasty edge (serrated) on it that cuts exactly like a knife. I grabed it just in time to prevent it from hitting my face only to cut the hand (didn't know at the time about the edge). Ouch!

In retrospect I'm happy it was the hand and not my eyes that got in the way. I'd rather have my thumb opened up than my face hit by something like that.

Cj.

May 19, 2009

I took my family caching one day and we went to a park with kids swings and stuff. My 5y/o daughter wanted to play on the playground, so I said ok go have fun. As I was getting ready to say "Don't run on the bridge", my daughter slips and falls head first into a metal step and oh no... Blood everywhere! Long story short, it took a trip to the ER and 4 stiches to close the laceration on her forehead. Needless to say that was the last cache for the night. But she is fine with only a little scar now.

May 25, 2009

While walking along a very small sea wall, I slipped and not wanting to fall inthe water grabbed little gorse bush (has very nasty thorns on it). spent the next few weeks extracting the thorns from my palm.

May 26, 2009

Broken toe (tie your sneakers when downhill hiking), and Chiggers (I'd rather the broken toe again as opposed to chiggers). Nancy my caching cohert and fiancee ended up with lyme.... other than that, no issues

May 27, 2009

Just today, eight stings from stepping ankle-deep in a wasps' nest.

And three DNFs to add insult to injury.

June 3, 2009

Just a grazed ankle.

Haku340

June 3, 2009

I am still real new to the game so I am sure I will have more of these as time goes on. While out cache hunting with my family in Silverdale WA along the Clear Creek trail I discovered Stinging Nettles! I actually don't know when I brushed into them but I noticed that my right forearm was burning a little bit. After a while I felt more burning on my right inner wrist and then finally a bit on my left tricep. The areas continued to burn the rest of the evening and I had some small irritation bumps form as well. Needless to say when I got back home I performed a lot of research on the local plantlife! Know your terrain lest it get the best of you!

:rolleyes:

1k · June 5, 2009

I was caching with a group after an event, and we were walking along a ridge line picking up some caches. The next cache, was down below the ridge. To get there we had to climb down a pretty steep hill/cliff. The cache was located a short way up from the bottom of the cliff. We found the cache and were sitting on rocks and passing the log around, but there area we were in was still pretty steep, so some of the group was further up on the hill. A small rock got dislodged from the hill, tumbled down, and landed squarely on my pinky finger. It was cold out and I was wearing gloves, so I didn't think too much of it at first beyond the initial ouch. After a few minutes the pain was getting worse and not better, so I figured I should take off the glove and look at it. I took off the glove, and the front of my finger was completely split open and pouring blood everywhere, and the back of the nail had popped off and tore through the skin. The fingernail eventually fell off completely after a few weeks, and I was worried that it wouldn't grow back. This happened in October of last year, and my nail has grown back completely, but I do still have a scar on the front of the finger where it split open.

June 7, 2009

just this morning i took a cactus to the leg. fortunately i missed out on the coyotes that were just there previously. large paw prints fresh in the dirt is never a good sign.

June 26, 2009

Starting from my frist day of geocaching i have been getting all sorts of those ouchies

The first day I ever went geocaching, I got the worst case of poison ivy all on my back side.... SO bad i had to get steroids to calm it down, ..... Then I got a Tick bite.... no biggy right? well of course I got and still have LYME DISEASE.... Even thought i use massive amounts of bug spray..... And even after that I still go geoaching, well the next time I go I step in a giant FIRE ant hill.... so I got a million little fire ant bites !! ... mind you i have only been geocaching for a couple months...this has all happend in just a couple months haha.... oh my.... I know travel with lots of bug spray, a huge first aid kit, and a snake and spider bite kit..... so hopefully i can be more safe ...... and after all this I still love geocaching!

1.1k · June 26, 2009

Ran 3 inches of a 4 inch by 1/4" spike thru the bottom of my foot.

Cache Log

Poison ivy is usually 2 to 3 times a year. Mrs Wadcutter currently has it on her arms, legs, and face.

Tics are a given in the spring and early summer.

July 2, 2009

Stung by ground bees erupting out of a nest under my feet while I was poking through some rocks looking for a cache. Luckily I am not allergic. And yes, we did find the cache which was about 20' away.

July 6, 2009

Just found out a Neighbor / co-worker geocaches and we were planning to go out together with my kids the first monday I had off during the kids summer vacation ( read as today)

Instead she is off her foot until OCTOBER because she twisted and broke her ankle while geocacheing and had to have a whole bunch of hardware surgically put in said ankle....

GET WELL SOON Cheeselady!

1.7k · July 8, 2009

Um, I stepped on a cactus.

Ow. Those things can penetrate shoe, sock, AND foot.

July 24, 2009

I got it when i was in the crook of a tree and tried to get down.....4 feet from the ground to the crook....i jumped...someone had put a nail all the way through the tree, as i was sliding down the nail(or long metal sharp thing of some kind) entered about 2 inches above my ankle and continued all the way up to around 3 inches under my knee. Its been three years since that happened and the scar is still there. The cut was around 4 inches long and not very deep. When i hit the ground i sprained my ankle. Then i fell on my face and split my lip. For a 8 year old ill say i did well, i didnt cry, until my dad said he was gona docter it up at home, my dad is the worst docter in the world! My mom said,"oh no." when she saw my face.

NM Marine

Edited July 24, 2009 by NM Marine

July 31, 2009

Back in May 2009 -- on our 3rd cache ever, we took a wrong turn and ended up a very steep slope. Hubby slipped and fell on the way down. He put his hand out to stop his fall which was the wrong move. He ended up with a severe rotator cuff tear -- 2 tendons torn completely in half. Surgery required to repair the damage and 6 months off work since his job is physically demanding.

Didn't slow him down though.... 2 months later...we just logged our 93rd cache tonight. Now he is the one-armed cacher... :huh:

August 1, 2009

Hi, talking of accidents... not exactly an accident, but during a recent trip to Prince Edward Island I was caching with my sons friend who wanted to get this particular cache hidden in the woods. As he's only 10 I decided I better go in with him. The mozzies were huge as big as ...... 'the biggest fish ya ever caught!' kind of scenario, bitten alive I was all over my face and neck. Oh well I thought power for the course until I woke up the next morning and couldn't open my eye!!!!and when I looked out of my other eye into the mirror was horrified to find my neck and face swollen also.... A lesson learned there and never went into the woods again without the mozzie spray. But it didn't stop me!! and would I do it again ...probably! :laughing:

August 3, 2009

Look up every once in a while to see where you are. It's amazing how engrossed you can get by watching that little screen. If you ever say to yourself "aw, it doesn't look that bad"...don't do it.

Wear good hiking shoes. A lot of people have busted their bumper because they slipped. And for God's sake, learn what poison ivy looks like. I've been on several cache's where the owner didn't explain that the place was crawling with poison ivy. Poison oak looks just like it, but with an oak leaf shape.

Be careful folks, I want you to place more cache's for me to find! <_<

August 3, 2009

I am odd ball for my generation. As I approach my 31 st birthday I find that spending long days in the woods as a kid was already becoming rare for my peers. As a rule kids cannot entertain themselves with the things we spent hours on with only few exceptions. That being said, I finally got my first taste of poison ivy two weeks ago. I've always assumed I was in some way immune to it but I guess the cuts and scrapes all over my ankles that day were enough to get through my tough skin. So far that's my worst injury to date while geocaching....knock on wood <_<

Edited August 3, 2009 by Crude

August 4, 2009

I hurt myself caching almost 3 years ago.....just finding out the severity now.

My log from my fall..... http://www.geocaching.com/seek/log.aspx?LU...e9-71c81cc440f3

My injury details from my profile...

Profile Information:

I'm so bored with guardrail caches. But it's the only ones I can do. They used to be fun when I could do 50 a day...but now im lucky if I can do 2 a month. Major problem with my ankle....my legs just wont hold me up for too long these days. Honestly...its pain free staying home so that's what I like doing now.

Osteochondritis dissecans of the Talus bone is what im currently dealing with....I think it was caused by a fall I took while geocaching a few years back in the Fells on 2/11/07 while after a FTF. I fell on Ice backwards and landed on my leg which was spliced behind me. I thought I had broke my leg at the time but I didn't. But I guess every joint got shredded and I didn't even know until recently. Took a year for the injury to flare up again. Since then I have had my right knee operated on and now I have to have cadaver bone put in my ankle to replace the dead bone that lost its blood supply. My latest MRI even shocked the doctor's. Ive been complaining about the ankle pain for 1.6 years and they just shrugged me off...blamed it on my knee injury..then on the surgery. I begged for an MRI of my ankle last month and once they saw the results they immediately transferred me to a specialist. It's the worst ankle injury they have ever seen. It's so rare that they only see about 1 case every 2 years with this severity. So my talus bone has been slowly dying during the last 3 years without any blood supply while my complaints were ignored by the doctors. My new surgeon wouldn't promise me any miracles. Only 70% chance of success. I was told if I had broken the bone in several places I would have been better off as that's easier to fix with a better outcome overall. My main goal now is not to geocache like I was before (I was told to forget about it..its not gonna happen)...its to take away the severe pain while standing and walking. Surgery is scheduled for Sept 09..they will be cutting bone off my tibia to gain access to the bone that's dying...the talus. 4 months of no weight bearing...followed by 4 months in a boot of some sort....so no more caching for me not even guard rails until next JUNE at least. June 2010. I'm so angry...I miss geocaching and the friends I made through the sport so much. I just want to find an ammo can in the woods...but I cant :anibad:

August 19, 2009

My worst injury in recent memory was doing This 1/1 cache last month.

You can find the log Here

Walked into a piece of angle iron at head height, almost blinded myself, might have if it hadn’t been for my sunglasses protecting my eyes. You can see the damage to the sunglasses here;

and a photo of me with the butterfly stitch covered knot here.

ouch

Don't have a clue how I broke the glasses on the right side and got the knot on the left though.

Seems like this cache bites a lot of people as evidenced by This Log and This one as well as This one, and This , as well as at least two more logged and probably many that ore not.

Strange it is such a deceptively easy cache.

Edited August 19, 2009 by runner_one

August 30, 2009

Out caching a couple of weeks ago just after dark. Bent down to search for a cache hidden in a tree root and head butted a fence post covered in barbed wire. Lots of blood and an hour in A & E having the gash glued. Unfortunately no photos. My wife says I can't go night caching any more.

September 12, 2009

Our cachin' family has been pretty fortunate, but as a cache owner we did have a little girl knock out her two front teeth in a manic panic retreat from the attack of the bees! I have included their find log and my maintenance log for your entertainment from Mom's Birthday Cache GC1HJ9B.

September 10 by jamminjeepers (148 found)

We were planing on taking a walk on the pier, and watching the sun set.so we found the 2 caches on the whitehall side when are friends sneakycache called and met up with us,then we got talking and decided to go get one more close one.so we make a quick find and while the 5 kids rummage the cache my oldest jeeperstarts freeking out really bad and then as i get stung two times in the leg i see why,and then we all rush out of the woods and think were ok,until rylee starts screaming and ripping her shirt off and running too the car, and somewhere in the process i grab her too try too calm her down and i see shes missing her two front teeth we have no idea were they went they wernt even loose. as she settles down i tell her "atleast we signed the log" and she tries too smile without showing her teeth lol.i guess we will just chalk it up as another great adventure. i just want to issue a great thanks too wabaningo ranch,after our experience a called to let him no and he ran right out too battle the fiesty bees,her is a pic. of the caching battle wounds.tftc"

September 10 by Wabaningo_Ranch (455 found)

I arrived on the scene and attempted to locate the pesky little offenders; I have a two-tooth-loss per cache ownership career policy and I had already used my lifetime allotment. Being a park and grab in the woods I expect to easily locate the unwelcome cache care-takers. I poked around for quite a while before stirring up a few bandits. I introduced them to my little friend...Mr. Do-It-Best. The bandits did not last long, but I knew had had not found the hideout yet.... My cachin' eyes were focused on the ground as I disturbed the ground cover lookin' for them pesky critters. Suddenly my radar lit up like the fourth of July, Mr. Do-It-Best had found the honey hole! Cough, sputter, cough, Mr. Do-It-Best was out of gas... Retreat!

I climbed back in the already running(with windows rolled up just in case) Escape and headed to the White Duck Market. I ran into the county sheriff and warned him to be on the lookout for the evil stingin' tooth-thievin' bandits. In the store I met up with the Lone Ranger of the stinging kind... Mr. Raid. I shared the story of the damsel in distress over her tooth loss and we were off to settle this matter once and for all. He was bound to avenge Rylee's double-whammy tooth loss!

Mr. Raid wanted to make sure that those pesky bandits understood the seriousness of what they had done. We arrived back at the scene of the crime. I rang the hornet door bell(long stick) and found there were still some bandits that needed counselling. Counselling grew to lecturing, to mediation, arbitration, hollering, a brawl, to Mr. Raid pulling out his old six shooter and acting a bit like California's governor... "I won't be back!" pronounce Mr. Raid as he road off into the sunset, "them pesky critters won't be bothering no little ladies no more!"

"Cache on my friends!" - Mr. Raid

September 14, 2009

I've only had a couple of owies from caching.

When I was new to the sport, I was following my gps bearing down a steep slope covered with wet leaves when I slipped on the leaves. My feet flew out from under me and I landed flat onmy back. Stunned by the fall, I watched my gps, which i had tossed in the air during my ungraceful acrobatics, falling toward my face. Luck was with me that day as the gps landed with a solid thud on the ground less than an inch from my right ear. I did however bruise my back and felt the pain for about a month.

On another hunt I located the cache hidden in the exposed roots of a tree on a creek bank. I opened the container, signed the log, and made my trade, then noticed that some bugs were flying around me. A swarm of yellow j ackets had built a large nest behind the cache and even though it was a cool day they covered me up. They got into my clothes and I was stung several times. One of the yellow jackets got behind my glasses and stung me just below my left eyebrow. Fortunately I am not alergic to their stings, but they still hurt.

Edited September 14, 2009 by GClouse

October 7, 2009

Went to Tucson to do some caching with my parents over Labor Day weekend.

Friday: after a DNF we're in the car looking up our next cache location to try and I hear a crash, I look in the rear view mirror and see a big furniture truck involved in an accident, when I got out of the car to see if everyone was ok I see a old pick up truck had t-boned the furniture truck with the front end completely crumpled up (furniture truck ran stop sign). I ran over to find a 16 year old driver had face planted the windshield, i yelled at my parents to call 911, my mom called, my dad verified that there wasn't any gas leaking that could cause a problem or cross traffic, I compressed the kids lacerations and kept him from moving around until the paramedics could get there, still have to make it back there to find that cache...

Saturday: We decided to geocache up and down Mt. Lemmon, one of our first hikes I come across a red diamond rattlesnake, I don't think I've ever jumped so high before! What came first the scream, or the leap backwards I couldn't tell you, luckily he didn't strike me, but i will never forget to keep my eyes on the ground and not my gps so much! Very pretty rattlesnake, hadnt seen a red one before, but that was a bit too upclose for my liking.

9/12 after some urban caching with my stepdaughter we found at a local park, walking back to the car after our find as soon as I got on the concrete i ended up rolling my ankle and broke my foot, x-rays the next day (i was in denial) confirmed that I broke my 5th metatarsal bone (long bone from the pinky toe) in 2 places, still on crutches. My parents laugh at me since all the hiking we did a couple weeks before and I break my first bone walking on a side walk...gotta watch those sidewalks, they sneak up on you and are mean little suckers!

We just started caching in June...

October 10, 2009

I told the tale of probably my worst injuries in this log.

Here's the 'injury' portion of it:

I decided that since two detours had worked wonderfully, let's give it another whirl.

Bad idea.

Swinging the bike down an animal trail going gently down a slope into the forest, the forest quickly closed up on me, making it walking-room only with the bike. Soon after that, the "trail" (if it could even be called that any more) closed up even more, making it "walking with the bike hoisted onto my shoulder" room only.

And what's this? Oh, great... it's closing up even more! By this point, I was about 75 meters from the coordinates, and over 100 from the path I came off of. At this point... I had committed myself to this trail, and was past the point of no-return. I had a GPS... I knew which direction to go... let's just bite my lip and give 'er.

By the way... I was wearing shorts and was biking bareback. And had sandals on. Just for the record.

At this point, I had given up all concern for my leg's well-being. Not caring in the slightest how badly they were gouged, scratched, or otherwise bleeding, I just plowed through the very dense bushes, praying to find a trail. In the end, I did... but I paid dearly for it. I've taken a pic, but I hesitate to post it due to the "I'm sure people don't want to look at my mangled legs" aspect of it.

I think I might still have a pic kicking around from that, but no clue where offhand.

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And come to think of it, there was one other time I got somewhat injured (I still have a dark spot there on my foot) at this cache. The main exerpt:

About 20 seconds into the ride, I had quite the... umm... experience. We weren't biking particularly slowly... going at a fairly good clip. Suddenly, the front tire of my bike drops drastically, and the bike comes to a very sudden, very instantaneous stop. However, as dictated by our good old friend Newton, an object in motion will stay in motion. Hence, my body decided to keep moving forwards at the fairly decent speed while my bike was firmly lodged in place.
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When I got to my bike again, I crouched down to put all my geocaching stuff back in my backpack. Then I noticed my foot. That appeared to have a portion of it both red, wet, and sticky. Taking my sandal off, I discovered that it was VERY wet and red. As in "holy crap, did I nick a vein" wet . Luckly, after rinsing it in water, it ended up not being too bad. Thanks to my good old geocaching bag, I had a medical kit in there and doctored myself up.

Those are about the only two times I've really injured myself at all.

Edited October 10, 2009 by Kabuthunk

October 10, 2009

Back in August, The Ramblers, Whitelaws and DFnJF completed The Mugswell Meander series in Surrey, a 34 cache walk of about 6 miles. Between caches 26 and 27, Dave from DFnJF stumbled on the path as part the edge collapsed under him and twisted his ankle - or so we thought. We completed the circle and returned home. About 3 hours later I got an e-mail from Dave stating that he was in A&E at hospital and had broken his ankle and was waiting for it to be plastered!!

He's now out off plaster, off crutches and can drive again, so we're planning the next walk..........

As for me, I think the worse was legs scratched to bits scrabbling through brambles...............

December 1, 2009

I was out at night with some family and we headed home. My daughter was nursing at the time and started fussing. I found a place to stop so my wife could feed her. Conveniently it had a cache at it My son and I go search with our flashlights. I get to the tree and looking around, shining the light everywhere. I bend down and a twig came from the side and hit me in the center of my cornea. It hurt like a son of a *****.

Scary thing was, I had PRK laser surgery less than a year before. Had I had LASIK where they cut the flap, it would have torn off. I walked away with a corneal abrasion.

December 1, 2009

I had been pretty lucky till this summer. I decided to do a bunch of caches on a hot day while the guys were at the races. I would jog to 3 or 4 caches and then jump in the Jeep (of course the air conditioning was on) and go for a mile or 2 and go get 3 or 4 more caches. I did this for 2 days. Had a blast. Then I came down with pneumonia.

Now my geodog/bird hunting dog Abby has had a bad accident. I saw a new night cache GC20VGY get published so I decided to go after it by myself. I took Abbey with. We got to the parking spot and found the trail and it was a great night cache, one of the best ones I have done. I was first to find, and then the dog and I continued down the trail till I found a map. I wanted to see what way was shorter, continuing on or turning around. Remember it is pitch black out and it is November 13, 2 days before our rifle deer season starts. I have my headlamp on the trail map when I hear the god awfullest whining/crying coming from the geodog Abby. I turn my headlamp on her to see her on her hind legs and impaled on a 2 inch across stick. She got unstuck but was whining terribly and walked to me with a hunched back. I knew it was bad, but had no idea how bad. I checked her over and she had a huge 3 inch hole between her front leg and chest in the flabby skin. I could not hear her sucking air nor did I see any blood coming from the hole or her mouth or nose.

I checked my GPS and we are .5 miles from the Jeep straight as the crow flies. She is a german shorthair pointer and much to big for me to carry out. She would not walk unless I quietly talked to her. She would stop walking when ever I quit talking. I think it took about a half hour to get her out of the woods. I phoned the nearest vet, 20 miles away and said I would meet the vet at their office with a wounded dog. 30 minutes later I pulled in. The vet looked at her and said they would stitch her up and I would be able to pick her up the next day. Well it did not happen that way. After I left, the vet started cleaning the wound and Abby started sucking air. They had to bag her till another vet could get there to help with the surgery. They found the stick had went in between the leg and chest and traveled under the skin bruising the ribs. At the eighth rib the stick broke that rib, then went into the chest cavity and then on thru to the diaphragm and punctured that. They did not think it went any farther. They wired the rib and stitched her up on the outside, but ran out of time while Abby was under anesthesia to fix the diaphragm. So she woke up but she could not move much as they were afraid of the stomach or intestines might go into the puncture hole and get pinched. 2 days later she had another surgery for the diaphragm repair. And they had another surprise. The tear in the diaphragm was 3 inches long and the stick had also punctured the stomach. The stomach hole was about the size of a nickle but they took out a 1 by 3 inch piece of stomach as it was not looking good. So she came out of that surgery and was just covered in stitches and staples.

She ended up in the vets office for 5 days on IVs and they carefully monitored her.

She has had her stitches and staples removed now, but the vet still can not say if she will make it. Abby can not run or jump for 4 months, this is to allow the internal stitches in the diaphragm to heal. If the diaphragm repair holds, she will make it, if they do not we will lose her. The vet will not say whether she will make it as they do not know.

So this has been the worst accident for us. It was several thousand dollars and very traumatic. I went back to see how big the stick was. It ended up being a large poplar log with a 2 inch branch. Abby had gotten impaled on the 2 inch branch and the log must have moved as she ran into it, When the log hit something(stopped moving) it punctured the skin. The branch she got impaled on had a fork about a foot and a half down and this stopped the branch from going farther into her.

I posted a pic of the stick on the cache page as I could not get it downloaded on here. You can see it in the gallery.

This was the worst accident we have had happen.

December 1, 2009

ive fallen down a rabbits hole and as i fell down it flew forwards and smashed my head against a sharp branch (looked like someone else did it before me) and resulted in a cut just above the eye and bruised leg and ankle and face.

ive also had a few twists, bruises and cuts but i think the above (which also happened in the dark) was the worse to date.

December 2, 2009

A bruised ego when I don't find the cache that everyone else on planet Earth has already found.

December 2, 2009

After reading through all of these assorted injuries, my broken finger is not bad at all. :huh:

December 3, 2009

Had just finished Geocaching for the day and had just picked my wife and little one from a friends and was heading home to get some dinner.

A blue pickup come out the edge of a field right in front of us, We slammed into the side of it at 50mph.

It cracked the engine and crumpled the whole front of the car, twisted the frame and also pushed the dash back 5 inches, both front doors do not open, both front wheels dont turn and also the windscreen is shattered.

My wife had a suspected broken neck, 2 broken ribs, bad bruising from the seat belt, and also a concusion.

I recieved a fractured knee, very sevear whiplash and bad bruising from the seatbelt.

My little one recived bad bruising from the seat belt.

my little one was given the all clear at the scene and me and my wife were both ambulanced to hospital (my wife strapped to a spinal board). Later in hospital my wife was given the all clear on her neck and it was just very very sevear whiplash.

The driver of the pick up has addmitted full responacability saying "i just didnt see you"

December 13, 2009

Had just finished Geocaching for the day and had just picked my wife and little one from a friends and was heading home to get some dinner.

A blue pickup come out the edge of a field right in front of us, We slammed into the side of it at 50mph.

It cracked the engine and crumpled the whole front of the car, twisted the frame and also pushed the dash back 5 inches, both front doors do not open, both front wheels dont turn and also the windscreen is shattered.

My wife had a suspected broken neck, 2 broken ribs, bad bruising from the seat belt, and also a concusion.

I recieved a fractured knee, very sevear whiplash and bad bruising from the seatbelt.

My little one recived bad bruising from the seat belt.

my little one was given the all clear at the scene and me and my wife were both ambulanced to hospital (my wife strapped to a spinal board). Later in hospital my wife was given the all clear on her neck and it was just very very sevear whiplash.

The driver of the pick up has addmitted full responacability saying "i just didnt see you"

I was going to give my sob story , but after reading this I changed my mind.

December 16, 2009

Not quite an injury but an eventful day.

So here's the breakdown: Got a flat tire this morning, no big deal, took to Les Schwab, they treated me right and I bought a used one, along with a couple other used ones since it's about time to get them all replaced anyways. Went hiking in the rain with a couple of friends, that was really cool, managed to get into a beautiful old growth forest and spent a little time there, then hike back to my car in the rain again, not the worst thing ever, but my pants weighed like ten pounds with all the water in them. Get to the car, start driving back and THE SAME TIRE goes flat on the road again. So I changed it and got back into the car, now I'm even more wet because I wasn't wearing my jacket since the car was warm. Back to Les Schwab an hour before they closed up, and they took away the two front tires and gave me two brand new ones for free. Awesome.

I guess more than anything else my usual sense of calm was injured when the tire went out the second time. Got to see spotted owls though, that was fantastic.

December 17, 2009

3 months of physical therapy for a back injury that I acquired during a day of container hiding that included kayaking, tree climbing and rope ascending in the middle of a river. Injury didn't show until days later.... Doctor looked at me like a had a hole in my head when I was explaining it to him.... hehe

December 20, 2009

Two days ago, I tried to hop over a guard rail, slipped and banged my knee into a sharp edge. It hurts to extend it.

December 23, 2009

Last year when replacing a cache in a tight rock crevice, one of the rocks started falling and my caching partner was below me. Not wanting it to hit her on the head, I tried to catch it. I didn't stop it, and it smashed my finger in the process. (But it missed my caching partner)

This was immediately afterward. It looked much worse in the next couple days. If anyone needs to know a good way to cut through the nail, I can tell you (and it's not a red-hot needle or paperclip).

Here's my log entry: Fish Out Of Water

4.8k · December 23, 2009

Last year when replacing a cache in a tight rock crevice, one of the rocks started falling and my caching partner was below me. Not wanting it to hit her on the head, I tried to catch it. I didn't stop it, and it smashed my finger in the process. (But it missed my caching partner)

This was immediately afterward. It looked much worse in the next couple days. If anyone needs to know a good way to cut through the nail, I can tell you (and it's not a red-hot needle or paperclip).

Here's my log entry: Fish Out Of Water

Tiny drill bit?

Thats how I did it when something like that happened to me. Don't put the bit in a drill. Just twirl id between your thumb and forefinger.

P.S. that only looks a LOT painful.

Edited December 23, 2009 by bittsen

2.4k · December 26, 2009

I got a pretty good back injury a few weeks ago.

I was looking for a cache and realized someone was coming down the trail.

I didn't want them to see me digging through the ferns, so I acted like I was looking at the creek nearby. I stood up on a log to see it. Wrong move.

I hit the log before I knew I was sliding on the slick surface of it.

I hit full on onto my back. Because I fell really fast, I fell HARD.

It hurt so bad that I almost passed out. I had to sit on the ground with my head down for a long time before I was able to stand up.

If I had of been facing the other direction I would have broken my back right in half.

Instead I'm fortunate to have gotten away with an "impact injury" that is like being hit across the back HARD with a baseball bat the size of a telephone pole.

Luckily, in a few minutes (which seemed like hours) I was able to walk back to the car, including a detour to find two more caches. After the last one, my back said it was VERY done.

I have had trouble walking since then. The doctor said eight weeks.

It's rough. I've had to stick to drive up caches. Never appreciated them as much. all of a sudden, an LPC is my friend.

January 3, 2010

I was walking down a trail looking for a geo cache when my dog ran after a deer i have a fairly big dog and we were waling down a hill

The dog dragged me down the hill for a while until i let go :anibad:

January 14, 2010

Here is my story from a not forgotten Multi in Washington-----

Let me just start by saying that I hate stinging insects, especially Bald Hornets! We came close enough on the final stage to a nest in some Scotchbroom that had them poring out like a freshly tapped keg. Now let me backup here. We drove my trusty Ford Focus to stage one, no prob. I got out to retrieve the Coords. Walking up to them I see the remains of a large Bee's nest on the ground. I inspect it to make sure there are no bees around. Just as I step over it I see two Hornets flying around. They mind there own business. I see the placement of Stage 1 and flip it over and what do I see? Thousands of Red Ants. Insect #2 that I despise. I wait for them to disperse, grab the container and yell the coords for stage 2 to Super10. I replace the cache, leap like a Gazelle over the smashed nest and make a dive for my car door. We drive a 100 yard up the road and decide to walk the rest as the road was becoming too overgrown for the Focus. We hike and find stage 2 without incident. Now heres where it gets fun...not. We are about 140 feet from stage 3 and out of the corner of my eye I catch a glimpse of grey matter, with black liquid pouring out of it. Low and behold it's pissed off Hornets. I yell to Super10commander (since he is deathly allergic to bees), Hornets!!!!RUN!!!! Like a scene out of a movie he runs towards Stage 3. While he's running he looks over his shoulder and sees that the Hornets are all following me. He dives and makes it within 10 feet of the cache and takes up cover behind some huge Scotchbroom. I myself have made it to the road and am running back towards the direction of the car. As I am running my $185 Oakley's are just about ready to fall of my hat so I go to grab them. Just at that point I look back as I am running and see Hornets no B.S. in hot pursuit. I think to myself,"is this as fast as you can run Travis??) I decide to look to my left and see if there are any attached to me and what do I see? A hornet attached to my coat on my left side. I immediately start to disrobe my coat and in doing so I lose my balance and crash into the dirt doing roughly about Mach 1, maybe Mach 2. I manage to crash, do a barrel roll that would make a Judo master proud, get my Jacket off and continue running till my legs are screaming. I stopped about a 100 yards down the road worried about Super10 since I know that he could literally die if he got it from one of these bad mamma jammas. Once I stood up I realized that I had crashed on top of an anthill and was now covered with red ants on my groin area crawling all over and biting on to my pants. I brush them off in a hurry and walk about 50 yards back and yell out to him and he replys that he is good to go, has signed the log for the both of us and is ready to get the hell out of Dodge. I finally make it back to my coat, hat and glasses just as Super10 is getting back to the road. As I'm standing there trying to get my breath back, and find my glasses I see another hornet fly by me, bounce off Super10's hat and go straight to me. I run again another 50 yards down the road. A few minutes later I slowly go back grab my gear and we decide to call it a day. So needless to say, !!!!!ANYBODY GOING AFTER THIS GEOCACHE...USE EXTREME CAUTION!!!!! I will attach pics for all of you to laugh at. Other than the issues I just mentioned, this Cache was a piece of cake. TFTC I think. It will not soon be forgotten.

January 17, 2010

i can't quite figure out how to do a link, but here goes:

my story is not nearly as harrowing as most of yours, but a near miss and a somber warning:

i was going after this:

http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_detai...18-d942647e31c0

on foot, which means you have to walk cross country a few miles to get to it (it was placed by boat but technically accessible by foot) and up and down a few bluffs.

in the rain.

slipped on some rocks (the name is very appropriate) coming down the cliff on the opposite side and tumbled most of the way down. i took some VERY lucky bounces and ended up with only a few cuts and bruises. i sat there for a minute at the bottom of the cliff wondering what i might have done if i had broken a leg, and thanking God that i hadn't.

"hi, 911? yes, i broke my leg. no, i don't have an address. no, there's not a road within about 4 miles. here are my GPS coordinates. ask the game warden if you can borrow his boat)

and that's best case scenario, assuming i didn't bash my phone and my batteries didn't die...

lesson learned:

if it's gonna be off the trail, BRING A BUDDY.

January 18, 2010

I would say the worst accident I have had Geocaching would be in the mountains surrounding Henderson Nevada. I was on my descent from the top of Black Mountain when I slipped and slid down the hill falling on some rock that resembles lava rock. I tore my pants and cut myself pretty good where the sun doesnt shine, haha.

When I departed on the hike the parking lot was empty, upon my return with torn pants ( entire rear section exposed) the parking lot was full and people everywhere. It was a task to get to my vehicle and not be seen with my parts exposed. haha

Anyway, hope you all get a laugh, I can actually laugh about it now.

February 26, 2010

bee sting

10 mins after

45 mins after

February 27, 2010

I have a new injury to add. Last month, I was poked in the eye by a stick or something. I never saw it, so I am not sure what is was. To make a long story short, I ripped off 30% of the cornea in my left eye. Missed a 3 days of work. Glad that I was with some caching partners who did the driving back home. I could not see well enought after that to drive safely! And it hurt something terrible!!!

Ouch, that hurt!

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