A Cautionary Tale on snow kayaking
Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 4:38 pm
First, let me say, I'm usually an intelligent guy, and this is one of the few times I've been more confident than I should have been in my boat.
A week and a half ago, as part of the snow fall, I went with a group to sled down an impressive hill. Of course, I brought my kayak and gear so I could enjoy that greatest of pursuits on water that is white: snow yakking. The first few runs were fun and fast, and I started looking at a small jump that had been constructed about 80% down the hill. I lined up, hit the jump, landed forward with a thud and coasted out with style. Once I got out, and back up the hill, I decided I wanted to do it again. This second time, I got turned slightly, came off the jump sideways, continuing to rotate, and landed backwards. The impact that followed gave me the worst pain I'd ever felt in my life. After a few minutes of trying to get my breath, and trying to recover, I relented to be taken to the hospital.
The x-rays showed I had a compression fracture in my L2 vertebrae. The doctor told me how lucky I was to not have injured a disk, and I counted my lucky stars it wasn't worse. While the pain diminished, I started to realize how serious it was, and how injured I could have been.
So, a word to the adventuresome: don't be stupid like me. If you're gonna snow yak, don't take it off a jump. If you're gonna take it off a jump, land in something soft like water or a mattress factory. If you're not gonna land in something soft, don't get turned around.
I'm praying for a fast melt of some rain, so I can get my boat going off of drops it was meant for.
A week and a half ago, as part of the snow fall, I went with a group to sled down an impressive hill. Of course, I brought my kayak and gear so I could enjoy that greatest of pursuits on water that is white: snow yakking. The first few runs were fun and fast, and I started looking at a small jump that had been constructed about 80% down the hill. I lined up, hit the jump, landed forward with a thud and coasted out with style. Once I got out, and back up the hill, I decided I wanted to do it again. This second time, I got turned slightly, came off the jump sideways, continuing to rotate, and landed backwards. The impact that followed gave me the worst pain I'd ever felt in my life. After a few minutes of trying to get my breath, and trying to recover, I relented to be taken to the hospital.
The x-rays showed I had a compression fracture in my L2 vertebrae. The doctor told me how lucky I was to not have injured a disk, and I counted my lucky stars it wasn't worse. While the pain diminished, I started to realize how serious it was, and how injured I could have been.
So, a word to the adventuresome: don't be stupid like me. If you're gonna snow yak, don't take it off a jump. If you're gonna take it off a jump, land in something soft like water or a mattress factory. If you're not gonna land in something soft, don't get turned around.
I'm praying for a fast melt of some rain, so I can get my boat going off of drops it was meant for.