by Son of a Beach » Wed 08 Sep, 2010 8:18 am
I've not been on a walk with any mishaps as serious or scary as that. However, I was on a walk where we'd camped in a rather obscure and off-track location beyond Cradle Mountain, when there was knee-deep snow all around. During the next morning's walk, we came across a small hill with a nice snow-drift to play on, and so we stopped for a break to do some jumps from the top, and one member of the party landed with his leg going deep into the snow, and body kept going, and tore one of the ligaments in the knee quite badly (so we found out when diagnosed properly after getting home).
There were about 7 or 8 people in this particular group, and a few of them were a lot more experienced than me, and the weather was sunny and still. So the first thing we did was that one of the guys pulled the Trangia out of his pack and set it up and boiled a large pot of water to make some tea. This turned out to be a very good idea (in the good weather conditions), as it forced everybody to stop and think while having morning tea, so that we could take our time in assessing the situation and not make it worse by making stupid decisions without enough consideration.
While having our tea, we discussed a variety of possibilities, ranging from how to build a bush stretcher from backpacks and things in them and nearby vegetation, to piggy backing, and splinting the injured leg, etc. One of the ideas for splinting was to remove both of the structural aluminium rods from one of the back packs, and bend them to fit the shape of the injured leg (one on the front side of the leg and one on the back side of the leg), and then bind them both to the leg for a splint. We got as far as moulding one of the bars to fit the leg shape quite snug.
However, in the end, after resting a bit, the injured bloke decided he could hobble very slowly with the aid of some pain killers a using large stick from a nearby tree as a staff, so long as he didn't have to carry a pack.
So he managed to hobble very slowly and awkwardly all the way while the rest of us took turns in carrying his pack. To do this, we emptied enough stuff out of the top of the extra pack to make it easier to see over the top of it when wearing it on the front, and distributed the items amongst the other packs. It was still difficult going like this not being able to see where we were putting our feet, especially while off-track, before reaching the main track again. So for a while we ended up taking turns in taking the extra pack ahead, dumping it, then coming back again, and picking up our own pack, taking it ahead, coming back for the other back, etc, then having a rest while somebody else did it. It didn't matter that it was slow, as the injured bloke's hobbling was slower still.