andyt
CKA Uber
Posts: 33492
Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2015 9:20 pm
In that moment you don't see the beauty. I've taken a pretty good tumble down a slope (nothing like this) and basically you start bargaining. At first it's just, let me stop. Then, let me just get bruised up. Then, I'll take a broken leg, but don't let me die. In the end I walked away, but it was a tense moment or two.
Similarly I used to say if I have to go, let me die in an avalanche, at least I'll be doing something I love. Then I started learning more about avalanches. You get tumbled around until you don't know which way is up. A trick is to let spit dribble out of your mouth and see which way it flows. Once the snow stops moving, it sets up like cement. So there you are in the dark, twisted around with probably broken limbs/shoulders/neck, maybe the snow is constricting your breathing and you're starting to get very cold as you're hoping your group didn't all get swept away and they are probing for you.
like the joke goes, I'd rather die in my sleep, not screaming in terror like my passengers.