A couple of years ago a friend of mine was climbing in back of his house on a trail he did 365 days a year and had 2 inches break loose on him. It took him over a roll and into a ravine. He lost everything in the fall - pack, gear, hat, even one of his shoes. The only thing he didn't lose was his cell phone. He was able to call in his own rescue. If he hadn't had the phone, they would have found him in the spring. The down side is that he fractured his spine in multiple place and now navigates the world in a wheelchair.
2 inches, folks. 2 inches.
When you're feeling down, just remember: It's always darkest before it goes pitch .... fucking.... black.
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