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Dangerous travel tales from other backpackers
 One of the things you really need to be aware of in the mountains is avalanches, they can happen to anybody regardless how accomplished you are. On my first season I decided to go more back country than normal to go get some of that elusive powder. I did everything right, I went with a guide, wore my transceiver, shovel and probe as did everyone else in my group. We then went down one at a time to make sure that if the snow slipped only one person would be involved. Unfortunately I was very unlucky and when it was my turn, half the mountain decided to follow me. I was buried face down, all I can remember is feeling the thud as the snow hit my back, flipping me full 360, feeling like snow was being forced up my nose and into my throat and just seeing white....bugger! Somehow I managed to get my head loose but my board was buried deeper and it wouldn’t budge. Then someone shouted, 'Jo, get out it’s going to go again', it didn’t and they dug me out but it was the scariest moment of my life. So, always wear the correct equipment, follow the safety rules and go with a guide, because apparently about 300 people fall out of the snow in the Alps every spring.Bom Crisp |
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During The Trek (a hike, cycle and canoe of 360km over 28 days) my group of 18 girls was camping the night in a sheep field. We had made good time that day, canoeing the Brede River and so had arrived at the campsite earlier than expected. To keep ourselves entertained, five of us decided we would chase sheep and see if we could catch one. This proved to be unsuccessful but we figured out that if we worked together we would in fact be able to herd the sheep in a chosen direction. After a few trial runs we were able to direct the herd of sheep in a fairly specific direction. So we started herding the sheep towards the camp. All we could see as we ran at top speed behind the sheep were the rest of the girls (some of which had been happily dozing under a tree) frantically collecting their belongings and running down the hill towards the river for safety, as the herd of near stampeding sheep came towards them.Click here >> if you've got any traveller's tales and post them on the messageboard. We're always on the look-out for travel tale gems - it's great to read about others' experiences.
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