Woman spends 'horrifying' night in B.C. forest

Something doesn't smell right here....animals coming up to her sniffing at her face, maybe if she was using lard as a sunblock.

I've had a racoon in Canada and a Possum in NZ sniff my face while sleeping out side. Took a punch to the nose of the Possum to get it to quit. Then there was the case just reported about the guy sleeping who was getting sniffed by a black bear. When he flailed his arms the bear gave him a scratch but then took off. And I've certainly had mice run over me in cabins, tho they didn't sniff my face.

I do think there was alcohol involved here. How do you get lost when falling down an embankment, for that matter how do you fall down the embankment in the first place?

booze and drugs im sure

Those sneaky embankments are everywhere I tells ya!

But yeah....there must definately be alcohol (or drugs) involved. Or she's just plain stupid. It could also be both.


-J.

Forests are awful fucking places. Nothing good ever happens in the fucking forest. People should fucking smarten up and avoid the forest altogether.



Best "what the fuck is that?" ever.

She probably had to walk a distance to get back to the path since it's an embankment, that's when she probably got lost.It's pretty easy to get lost in a wooded forest if you have no visual bearings, also pretty easy to trip in the forest if you're not carefull. Rocks, boulders, logs. It's one of my nightmares when backpacking on trails, tripping and breaking an ankle being stranded. I'm always carefull. I've been lost before in the woods for about six hours, until I found a dirt road. It's true what they say don't panic. I felt it kicking in when I realized I was lost, had to tell myself to calm down.

My colleagues eighteen year old nephew on the other hand wasn't so lucky during a fall hunting trip. He got separated from the party, got lost died from hypothermia. The QPP gave up the search for him, his relatives found his skeleton two years later.

Learning how to make a shelter isn't that difficult, I would think most people wouldn't need a course on how to do that.

If there is no app for that, most people won't have a clue.


-J.

Who takes a "brief walk in the woods" in their bikini at 8:30pm, on their own?

Shouldn't the headline like read stoned like chick has like a trip in the like forest and has her like face sniffed by like rainbow farting unicorns and like Sasquatches...like reeeeeeallly

They keep bears regular...don't imagine it would be much fun to come across a severely constipated griz. On the more serious side, I definitely prefer the forest....and bush to the concrete jungle.

Ummmmm, like don't ya know this is the start of BC's 'shroom season, like ya never know what ya might run across in the bush.....even if yer at home....

All of her adventures could have occurred while she was sitting in the same spot.

These aren't just ordinary raccoons. We used to call them raccabears.
Little fuckers would climb right on your chest as you slept and if you woke up and looked at them they snarled.
I know you got bacon! That Danish stuff in the cans! Now get the fuck up and cook me some or I'll bite yer nose right off yer fuckin' face!
That was back in the 70s. I thought they'd all moved to Surrey like everyone else by now.

The drunk, the high and the insane.