Just limped back into my den of iniquity...pretty banged up for an old guy. I may not escape a visit to my GP, but we'll see.
I decided to park on the road because of all the mud and hoof it in this time. A quick half mile (slower on the way back) and I'd be done. I was chasing some pins and the owner has put up two brand new 60" tall pipe gates, chained and locked. I'm too fat to slip in between them so over I go. Easy-peazy.
On the way back I've got muddy boots. I stair-stepped the gate to the top and was straddling it like riding a horse. I raised up to throw my other leg over so I could step down the other side. My muddy booted foot slipped and my other leg and foot got hung on the top two rungs. In a split second I was hanging upside down on the gate. Pulling my fat ass back upright with one knee hanging over the top of a 5' gate put me through some changes.
I'm still counting places that hurt....
I bet that was something to see! Glad to see you made it out of there. You're not quite the same as you were before you went in, but you came out.
Jules J., post: 421619, member: 444 wrote: I bet that was something to see! Glad to see you made it out of there. You're not quite the same as you were before you went in, but you came out.
Oh trust me...if I had seen it happen to somebody else I would have wet my britches laughing. It just didn't seem so funny while I was hanging there like a gutted hog on a cold day...
On a good note, nothing fell out of my pockets. Had my phone in a shirt pocket but long ago I started buying shirts with pockets that either button or snap. Another good thing that came out of this mess....I now know trapeze crap is definitely not on my bucket list!
And you didn't take at least a picture of you hanging upside down???????????
C'mon man, let us share in more of the fun!
:joy::D
It's a really good thing that it wasn't barbed wire - or was it?
paden cash, post: 421618, member: 20 wrote: Just limped back into my den of iniquity...pretty banged up for an old guy. I may not escape a visit to my GP, but we'll see....I'm still counting places that hurt....
[SARCASM]you keep that up and Money penny's gonna quit letting you go out unsupervised....[/SARCASM]
Warren Smith, post: 421629, member: 9900 wrote: It's a really good thing that it wasn't barbed wire - or was it?
nope, no barbed wire...just a real pretty store bought 2" pipe gate about 12' wide and 5' high...fresh from the Tractor Supply and painted the with the slickest green paint I've ever stepped on!
Rankin_File, post: 421630, member: 101 wrote: [SARCASM]you keep that up and Money penny's gonna quit letting you go out unsupervised....[/SARCASM]
That's a serious subject around here. She's been retired from the highway department a little over a year now and spends her days here at the house.
I don't mind, but me and the dogs use to come and go with reckless abandon and lay all over the couch and eat pretty much what we wanted. With momma home I feel like a school kid every time I leave for the field...she has to know where I'm going and when I'll be back and is my phone charged and do I have it with me and be careful and if you get into ticks take your clothes off at the back door by the washer....
The other day I gave her a piece of paper and a magic marker. When she asked what it was for I told her to write my name, phone number and school bus number on it so I could pin it to my collar. 😉
paden cash, post: 421634, member: 20 wrote: That's a serious subject around here. She's been retired from the highway department a little over a year now and spends her days here at the house.
I don't mind, but me and the dogs use to come and go with reckless abandon and lay all over the couch and eat pretty much what we wanted. With momma home I feel like a school kid every time I leave for the field...she has to know where I'm going and when I'll be back and is my phone charged and do I have it with me and be careful and if you get into ticks take your clothes off at the back door by the washer....
The other day I gave her a piece of paper and a magic marker. When she asked what it was for I told her to write my name, phone number and school bus number on it so I could pin it to my collar. 😉
[SARCASM]it's a miracle any of us has managed to survive w/o all the overwatch... the other day I was starting to unload a new gun safe- I had help lined up but they hadn't showed up yet- so I was doing a little positioning of it to get it ready- sliding it toward the tailgate of the truck a little bit, when Mrs. File stepped out into the garage and immediately accused me of trying to kill myself.....[/SARCASM]
Rankin_File, post: 421638, member: 101 wrote: [SARCASM]it's a miracle any of us has managed to survive w/o all the overwatch... the other day I was starting to unload a new gun safe- I had help lined up but they hadn't showed up yet- so I was doing a little positioning of it to get it ready- sliding it toward the tailgate of the truck a little bit, when Mrs. File stepped out into the garage and immediately accused me of trying to kill myself.....[/SARCASM]
I don't mind Money Penny watching me putz around outside in the yard or garage and stuff. I have had to ask her several times to NOT stand there with her fists on her hips in a "quasi-supervisory" capacity and a frown on her face. (when they fold their arms up in front of them they're fixin' to say something).
When she asked why, all I could tell her it was a "guy thing"...
"unplanned inversion"
You are lucky that you didn't crack your skull.
I'd recommend a short drink or two, hot soakin bath and some well applied horse liniment.
A Harris, post: 421641, member: 81 wrote: "unplanned inversion"
Okie homie Teeter....not quite as seen on TV.... 😉
paden cash, post: 421623, member: 20 wrote: Oh trust me...if I had seen it happen to somebody else I would have wet my britches laughing. It just didn't seem so funny while I was hanging there like a gutted hog on a cold day...
On a good note, nothing fell out of my pockets. Had my phone in a shirt pocket but long ago I started buying shirts with pockets that either button or snap. Another good thing that came out of this mess....I now know trapeze crap is definitely not on my bucket list!
Oh! I laughed! I just didn't want you to know it! We all know the pain starts when the sun goes down. Then the reality starts trying to get to bed. Then in the morning, if you get any sleep, you'll know there is a problem. That's when Money Penny starts working on Ya! This is going to be good!:rofl:
paden cash, post: 421618, member: 20 wrote: Just limped back into my den of iniquity...pretty banged up for an old guy. I may not escape a visit to my GP, but we'll see.
I decided to park on the road because of all the mud and hoof it in this time. A quick half mile (slower on the way back) and I'd be done. I was chasing some pins and the owner has put up two brand new 60" tall pipe gates, chained and locked. I'm too fat to slip in between them so over I go. Easy-peazy.
On the way back I've got muddy boots. I stair-stepped the gate to the top and was straddling it like riding a horse. I raised up to throw my other leg over so I could step down the other side. My muddy booted foot slipped and my other leg and foot got hung on the top two rungs. In a split second I was hanging upside down on the gate. Pulling my fat ass back upright with one knee hanging over the top of a 5' gate put me through some changes.
I'm still counting places that hurt....
This is EXACTLY why one-person operations are a no-no. You could have been hanging up there for hours.
Glad you're down - hope you're okay. Take somebody with you next time.
That's pretty frightening.
Crown Jewelry ok? Or have they turned to Black Opals?
Mention of barbed wire reminds me of a time I climbed a barbed wire fence and the staples let go. The top wire was intact just the lower ones were all on the ground. Interesting moment.
Sure glad you didn't injure you typing finger(s). 😉
P.S. I hope you did visit the doctor and after taking some Advil/Motrin the inflamation (wherever it is) will abate. Motrin was my friend last fall when the scree slopes informed my knees that I was too old to be sauntering about.
Gene Kooper, post: 421672, member: 9850 wrote: P.S. I hope you did visit the doctor and after taking some Advil/Motrin the inflamation (wherever it is) will abate. Motrin was my friend last fall when the scree slopes informed my knees that I was too old to be sauntering about.
Haven't taken anything yet or called the doc. But like an old dog that had gotten into a big scrap, I laid down and just woke from a 2 1/2 hour nap....stiff as hell. Had a good dinner and a cup of fresh coffee afterwards. Lots of aches and pains, especially shoulder, ribs and ankle.
We'll see how I feel in the AM.
About 10 years ago, I got a call about a missing manhole and I volunteered to flag it's location on my way out of town. The manhole was on the other side of a new fence, so I climbed the fence and without thinking, I jumped to the ground. Big mistake, that night I ended up in the emergency room with a ruptured disc. The rupture pushed up against my sciatic nerve. Talk about a 10 on the pain level. It took me about 2 months of therapy to work again. For the first week I couldn't even twitch my toe with out a sharp pain.
These mental, vicarious surveying experiences will keep this forum going.
We'll be in the nursing homen with a huge flat screen tv, telling stories, and listening to young folks, who just discovered how to convert the family jewels, into black opals, well into our 90's!
🙂
And, some cartoonist will document our journey... "3 legs, and a paintbrush,- land surveyor cartoons" I predict will imortalize our experiences.... And we'll be lookin at em when were 90!
