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I got lost and almost stuck out on a hiking trail in the desert after dark. It was raining, I was soaked through, and so was my dog. It wasn’t supposed to rain, and I’d taken this hike before. Granted, never by myself, but still.
Luckily I found my way back to the trail head just as it was getting pitch black, but I was seriously scared there for a bit. I kept apologizing to my dog for being so fucking stupid to go on a two hour hike in the late afternoon with no emergency gear and no “just in case” rain protection.
…this happened 5 hour ago, btw, I can’t sleep, I think I’m still in shock a bit at how close I came to possibly dying. And for bringing my dog down with me.
This is actually a case of what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Now the only important thing is that you treat it as a learning experience. It’s too easy to get hung up and blame yourself for far too long.
Hey, thanks. Yeah I feel a little lightheaded/spaced out today, like I definitely realized I effed up, but never again.
And this is why I carry a ton of crap with me whenever I go in the woods or on the water. Pretty sure my friends poke fun at me.