Originally Posted by AC870
Originally Posted by cchoque93
I fell in 2011. It was before I knew what life lines were. We had I-bolts in the tree that we would strap into once up the ladders for our lok ons. I had already hunted the stand that season and others had including my larger brother. I was at the top of the stick ladder when the top strap popped and down I went from 25ft. On the way down one of the rungs tore through 3 layers and got my inner thigh but missed my giblets. I was knocked out and when I woke I slowly discovered what happened. I tied off my leg with my belt because it was the most blood I’d seen. I can text a pic if someone wants to post it


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Ol' Doc probably wanted to sew you up with some fishing line on the tailgate of the truck! That's nasty brother!


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