Sunday, March 6, 2011

Down I Go, Again...

Let's preface this by saying I once walked into the firehouse and the gang their got sheepish faces...they had been reviewing the best falls I've taken on fires caught on video tape (some I remember, some I forgot...). Apparently one of the youngbucks had made up a list of which minute on which tape to watch.

So tonight I go out and fill up my firewood cart with wood.

Deck is wet from a light rain. I'm wearing old boots with worn, slippery soles.

There's one step I have to go down with the cart, so I pull back on it to slow it as it eases over the step...

My arms stay in place, my feet slide forward, I end up sitting keister wondering what the heck just happened.


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