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Avalanche Awareness Story

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  • shultzy311
    I m a newbie to snowkiting, and certainly no avalanche expert, but I do know that I have, on more than one occasion wondered about the avalanche danger in some
    Message 1 of 1 , Mar 3, 2009
      I'm a newbie to snowkiting, and certainly no avalanche expert, but I
      do know that I have, on more than one occasion wondered about the
      avalanche danger in some of the steeper areas that we kite. Take
      a few moments to read the story below, I don't think were immune to
      the hazards avalanches pose...

      Hey You guys,

      Last week Rob was caught in an avalanche.... full burial. I feel lucky
      that I wasn't there and am SO THANKFUL that he's okay. He's written up
      the story below in hopes that people second guess their back country
      protocol and realize that bad things happen to good people. Anyways, I
      just thought that I'd share it with you.

      Love to all of you,


      Friends and ski buddies,

      I'm sending this email to you because I have backcountry skied with in
      the past few years and/or you hang in the same crowd of friends and
      spend time in the hills on skis or boards.

      On Thursday Feb 26th, I was completely buried in an avalanche. I was
      cat-skiing in the Valhalla Mountains in British Columbia in the
      Kootenay Boundary area. I was caught by a slide, buried in a tree
      well, about 1.5 meters deep, and for approx 10+ minutes. It was the
      scariest moment of my life, and I never EVER want to experience such a
      thing again. It was a class 1, maybe class 2 avalanche, but
      nonetheless it was plenty to scare the #### out of me. The fracture
      was about 100 feet wide, a 24" crown, and ran out about 200-300 feet.

      I hope by sending this email to you, you will take a step back and
      think about things a bit. I urge you to sharpen up on your
      backcountry awareness, safety, skills, and your thought process while
      out skiing next time and for years to come. I almost feel obligated
      to send this email.....

      It had been snowing steadily for a few days before our Thursday
      morning "trip of a lifetime" cat-skiing day in the Valhallas. The
      guides made a decision to ski the trees and play it safe with the 50cm
      of fresh snow that had accumulated. It was the first run of the day.
      I hadn't made but 20 turns when I cut left and noticed a rush of
      snow sliding down the mountain right on my ski tips. It happened so

      I tried to fight, but I was overcome by the strength of the slide. It
      just knocked me on my fanny and that was the end of it. Buried. I
      couldn't get an arm out to punch through to the surface once I was
      buried. I started to hyperventilate. At that point, everything I
      had ever learned and read about surviving avalanches, went zipping
      through my mind in 5 seconds like a flip book. When the snow stopped
      sliding, I was trying to cough the snow out of my mouth, but it was
      somewhat jammed in there. I tried to make an air-pocket without the
      use of my hands. My efforts were futile. I was helpless under the
      weight of the snow. Never before has the F-bomb been such a
      practical word of choice.

      I distinctly remember what `felt like hours' under the snow. After a
      few minutes of controlling my breathing, I tried a second time to
      fight my way out. I couldn't even budge one millimeter. That was
      short lived, as I started to hyperventilate again. I had to control
      my breathing and put to use all my breathing tricks I learned in fire
      academy wearing a SCBA like in a real fire survival situation. At
      this point, my only option was to control my breathing and be as calm
      as possible, preserve what little air I had left, and pray that my
      skiing counterparts had there A-game on that day and could locate and
      dig me out.

      I felt myself going hypoxic those final few minutes before the shovel
      smacked my helmet and I got that first breathe of air. OMG. I
      wanted to cry with emotion, but I was overcome by gasping breaths, as
      I tried to cough up endless amounts of thick blood stained mucus. I
      was coughing up red crap nonstop. That bloody mucus just kept coming
      up for what seemed like an eternity (and continued for another 36
      hours post accident).

      I am indebted to the others in my group and my two friends who were
      also part of my rescue. Thanks Brian and Eric. You guys saved my
      life. (Brian was also caught in the slide and was buried standing up
      to his waist, and Eric dug his legs out, and then they both raced back
      up hill post-holing in the snow to help out with my rescue. Eric's
      ski tails were hit by the end of the slide, as he narrowly escaped the

      Looking back after this whole incident and reflecting with Brian and
      Eric, we talked for hours about the incident, from before the day even
      started all the way through the events. We found ourselves talking
      about things over and over, asking ourselves questions, back seat
      driving, and most importantly trying to learn from the incident so
      this would never happen again. AND, so this would never happen to
      other people…. Thus the reason I am writing this email to you guys.
      Brian and Eric both commented to me afterwards that knowing that there
      friend was buried was the `worst feeling they've ever experienced.'
      These thoughts expressed in this email are a culmination of
      discussions amongst myself, Brian, and Eric.

      I hope that by telling this story to you, that I've made you take a
      step back and at least think a little bit and reflect upon your
      backcountry skiing experiences and review your backcountry decision
      making processes, skills, and safety protocols. I see it all too
      often in people out skiing. Just because you have the shovel,
      beacon, and probe gives people a false sense of security while out
      skiing. We are all guilty of it to some degree.

      Please take some time and think about some points. I'm by no means
      the authority on avalanches. Hell no. But here's just a tiny sampling
      of things to think about, and I hope this gets you thinking and your
      mind engaged:

      -Have you taken an avalanche course recently?

      -When was the last time you practiced with your beacon?

      -Can you find someone in 3 minutes or so? Why not in 2 minutes? Or
      how about 1 minute?

      -Do you have one of those crappy lexan shovels or a solid metal shovel
      that can move a large amount of snow FAST? What's more
      important…saving 7 ounces on that ultra light shovel , or being able
      to dig out your friend or loved one?...think about it….

      -Did you do a beacon check before you started your day of skinning up

      -Do you perform a beacon check EVERY time you ski a run?

      -Do you encourage open communications within your group while skinning
      up and skiing down? Don't poo-poo your friend if they have a

      -Do you practice spacing yourselves on up-tracks across exposed

      -Do you ski one at a time and spot each other for the entirety of
      each run?

      -Can you `read' terrain and pick out terrain traps?

      -Can you pick out clues of snow instability?

      -What are your batteries like on your beacon? Did you know that in
      `search' mode, your batteries burn up 10-20 times quicker? So the
      next time your beacon reads 70% batteries, do you think you'll have
      enough `juice' in them to locate someone?

      -When was the last time you played beacon games? Why not host a
      beacon party some night with your friends? Practice single burials,
      doubles, triples. Probing lines, etc…

      -Do you read the avy forecast often on avalanche.org? How about
      checking the avy forecast for 5 minutes each day and follow the trends
      from before the snow even flies in September all the way throughout
      the whole winter…? Reading the forecast every day and learning from
      the experts keeps you up to date on the stability.

      -If you were caught in a slide (and were lucky enough to even attempt
      to ski it out), did you locate `outs' at the top of that run or safe
      zones for leap-frogging down the slope with your skiing group?

      -Do you ski with a first aid kit with a CPR barrier mask to revive
      your buddy if they were dug out but weren't breathing? What about
      wraps to bandage up a banged –up skier? Sam splint? Cell phone
      (hell! … if it even works…). Did you call and at least tell someone
      where you were going skiing?

      -Don't assume that others in your group know more than you do
      regarding bc safety.... and we were skiing with a guided company.

      In the end, we don't want to stop backcountry skiing. No way. It's
      like the movie Top Gun or Days of Thunder….. ya gotta get back out and
      do what you love to do…BUT with a heightened awareness. Avalanches
      are a part of the calculated risk we take in the backcountry. But,
      with sound decision making and the ability to `say no' at times, we
      can minimize the risk of being caught in a slide. And, if you are
      caught by chance, you then have the skills to locate your friend.
      What if that person buried was your wife, husband, or best buddy? You
      owe it to yourself and your skiing partners to have the skills and
      knowledge, and ability to put your ego aside EVERY time you strap on
      your skis. Just make sure the grey-matter stays larger than the

      I was a complete burial. Go open an avy book and look at the
      statistics of survival rates of complete burials. It's pretty low.
      I got lucky.

      I'm not asking for sympathy. I don't want you to feel bad for me. I
      don't want to come across as bragging or gloating. I don't want to be
      like "ooohh, look at me!" Hell no. I just don't want one my
      friends to go through what I did. I survived. Not everyone is as
      fortunate as I was when buried in an avalanche.

      PLEASE be careful out there. You're all my friends. Feel free
      to forward this email if you think someone else might benefit from
      reading this.
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