Fell off the ruins of the damned StFrancis dam in 2003, hiking / farting around with my GSD. Was poking around for a geocaching target, turned out it was down below the ridge (remaining base of the dam) by the road, turned around to retrace my steps and my dog brushed by and knocked me off balance in a stretch of bad footing. Did a Wiley E Coyote dance for a bit, trying to decide if I throw myself on the rusty exposed rebar on the high side, or try to go down the face and before I could make up my mind I jammed a foot in a crack, fell and tore my ankle & fibula apart and bounced down the hill anyway. Had some fun getting myself rescued, got a helicopter ride and some other legal trouble out of it (which I got dismissed with prejudice).
have screws in my other knee from a skiing accident 10yrs before that. Now THAT's my 'good' leg. Had a bad 10yrs in between those bookends, accident-wise. Lot of injuries. Ruptured L4/L5, lacerated my right humerus on a keel formation of my right clavicle, in a water skiing trip; Crushed / pinned my left hand under the front left lower contorl arm of my '73 Firebird while installing new coil springs, when the compressor tool broke while I had my hand in the wrong place. Ground zero Northridge quake, a mistaken felony stop on the hwy in '99 with lots of guns pointed at me by excited deputies, they made the idiot deputy that started it write me a speeding ticket. It's a wonder I don't have full-blown PTSD.
