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Thursday, April 18, 2013

BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE

In Monday's post, I was sharing my concern for John.  As I was writing the post, he was sleeping.  He took a four hour nap.  Nap?  Even babies don't sleep for four hours straight!  

When he awoke I told him that we were going to head directly to San Diego area to find an internist.  

Promptly, he declared that he was fine and invited me to go for a walk and to explore one of the foothills behind our motorhome.  

Off we went.  John began making his way up the "mountain." He was searching for interesting rocks. 
Assured that he was okay and being the rock hound that he is, I let him explore.  I follow him for a bit just to check his balance and breathing while moving around on the rocks.  He seemed fine.  I left him to his own pursuits and I started my own exploration.  

In other words, I decided to see how high and far I could not climb before I would "chicken out."  I needed to clear my mind and this was the way I was going to do it. 

On the way up, I set small goals.  Let me see if I can make it to the barrel cactus.  Yep, I made it.    Now, let's see if I can make it to that pretty rock over there.  Yep, I made it.  Further and further I made it up the "mountain."  

About half way up, I stopped, looked down to check my progress and to see John.  John was no where in sight.  I called to him and he answered, so I knew that he was fine.  
After more climbing, I took a photo of the motorhome and Blair Valley in the background.

The valley was so quiet, so still after days of blowing wind and sand.  It looked so peaceful.  Well, it was right then. 
Up and up I climbed. Some of the upward progress was more horizontal to assure a smoother passage to the top.
This  group of rocks was at the top and my goal.  Would I go left or right?  I had no idea.  Here, I encountered agave plants.  One time I had to go directly between two nasty plants and the so enjoyed their sticking their razor sharp points into my legs.  

Thank goodness for long jeans that day.  I decided that their roots really needed to be harvested for Tequila and I was about ready to volunteer for the harvesting job.  Think Margarita.  

Finally, I made it to the top!  Whooo - hooo!  I called out to John,,,,,no answer. He could not hear me.  The views of Blair Valley and Little Blair Valley were breathtaking!  Did I use my camera?  NO!  I was too spellbound to remember to photograph it.  

Surprisingly enough, the top of the "mountain had a nice flat area where I could walk around, take in the views, and photograph a Beaver Tail Cactus in bloom.  When will I remember to take  ALL the photographs????  The views were so breathtaking.

The sun was quickly dropping closer to the horizon.  I decided that I'd better work my way down.  

Going down was easier than going up, especially with my new hiking sticks for additional balance and pushing off or securing my foothold as I would go down "tricky" locations.  

One spot was a challenge since I have bilateral total knee replacements.  I think I may have increased the bend in my left knee!  It sure did give me a jolt as it bent.  

But that is not the "best part."  Not long after my "manipulation" of the knee, I was trying to step over another rock and the next thing I know I am down, face first in a crevice in the hillside and my head was trapped.

Not only was my head between a rock and a hard place, but my left arm and shoulder were underneath me.  (Sorry Dr. D.  I know you told me not to fall on my shoulders!)

I  could not lift or turn my head.  I could only wiggle my hand and arm.  It was trapped!  Panic started to take hold.  I knew that I did not want John to know what predicament I had put myself into.  I did not want to endanger him.  

I relaxed.....wiggled my arm from under my body.  But I still could not get my head dislodged!  I pulled....no luck.  I tried to move my head left and right....no luck.  I could not get a foot hold for leverage.  

Relax some more....think....I am not sure how I did it, but pushing into the crevice and turning my head just a bit, I was able to twist and turn and back out, little by little. 

Okay, I was out, but still had maneuver into a sitting then standing position.  It took a while. But since I am writing this, you know I got out.

Going down the rest of the way was much slower and even more careful.  I was less confident, the sun was setting and John was now calling for me.  I answered.  I  knew that I also had to explain the blood on my arm and legs.  

Needless to say, I am here.  I have bumps on the front and back of my head.  My left hand, elbow, upper arm and hip will attest to the fun I had that sunny Monday on the "mountain."

Would I climb again?  A resounding YES!  Would I be sure of my foot plant...another yes!  

I love this life of full timing and the adventures it affords.  I think I am living my second childhood and it is sooo much fun.  

As I close this saga, I do request that you forget about my silliness and all pray for Kelly of the Bayfield Bunch.  She is having medical issues and we want nothing but the best for her and Al.  

May God bless you all with his abundant love.






  






19 comments:

  1. Oh, my, goodness, what an adventure! I love scrambling boulders but boy can they cause problems. One foot placed wrong, and you're in a mess, as you can attest to! So glad to read you made it back safely and are ready to go again!

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    1. As you can tell, I also love scrambling. I was trying to lift one leg over a boulder and whamo, my head was stuck. I do not enjoy the "ordinary" life! lol.

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  2. You never would have lived it down if YOU had been the one that needed to see a doctor in San Diego! :)

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    1. Oh Carol, I had not even considered that! What a hoot. Please do NOT mention that to John. hehehe

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  3. OK so I'm reading this, right where your head is stuck, and Joe wants me to stop and help him get the TV back from Netflix to the news. Now if that isn't a cliff hanger!!! So glad you got out ok and I'm glad John didn't have to go to the hospital! Great end to a wonderful story.

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  4. Oh my goodness Nan, what an adventure (of sorts!). Glad you got out okay but that's pretty scary. Don't try to have all your childhood adventures all over again! Great pictures btw.

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  5. Egads...you got my heart a racing.

    First, so glad to see John out there walking about with no pain.
    Second, I hope your head and shoulder heals completely.
    Third, glad to read that you would do it again. Love the photo of your motorhome. The landscape is gorgeous.

    Prayers going up for Kelly.

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  6. I think you should have taken a self portrait of being stuck! ;)

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    1. The camera was in my pocket....could not get to it.

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  7. You were literally between a rock and a hard place. What am I going to do with you. I'm not sure which I'm happier about - that John is feeling better or that you got unstuck. Don't the experts all say not to hike alone????!!!!!

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    1. I did not feel like I was alone since John was lower on the mountain... Next time I'll take one of our walkie talkies.

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  8. Now I know what is meant by being between a rock and a hard place!

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    1. exactly what I was thinking as I was trying to get out. It was a tight fit. Now...what does that say about my head.

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  9. I am just now getting caught up with everyone's blogs. You are in one of my favorite places, Blair Valley. It is just so quietly peaceful there & with Ghost Mountain at one end it makes it all a very special place. I know how fast those falls can happen. Did a similar fall on a rough trail going up Coyote Mountain beside the Clark Dry Lake Bed about 3 years ago. But like you I managed to get myself upright again, dusted myself off, looked around at the beautiful views & thought....Yes:))

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    1. It was strange that I did not fall going up. That was the hardest part for me. I think I was way to over confident coming down.

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  10. Listen to Jim and Sandie! Just what I was thinking - never hike alone!!! Enough said.

    Glad you both are okay.

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    1. Yes, you are right, but with John down below, I didn't think I was alone....

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  11. I just thought of something else. Isn't the name of this blog Trippin with the Talley's? How appropriate.

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  12. Really gives that title a new meaning! I had not even though of it! Soooo funny. John and I had a good laugh at that one.

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