It was bound to happen. I’ve backpacked and scrambled around in the mountains for hundreds of rugged miles in Chaco sandals. This time, hefting a 65 pound pack and carelessly moving down a loose downhill stretch of dusty trail, it all caught up with me. I was in the Ruby Mountains, NV when it happened and like a wooden pencil in the hands of an angry school teacher my 5th metatarsal snapped in three pieces when I rolled my ankle during an unfortunate stumble.
After a week of crutches rubbing my armpits raw and not being able to carry anything without donning a fanny pack, I picked up an iWalk 2.0 knee crutch. From day-one it was easy to get used to and I quickly had enough balance to be able to dodge pirate jokes that were, as-expected, flying at me from all directions.
The broken foot has me missing all of my outdoor hobbies something fierce, so I strapped on the peg leg and made a short video of myself climbing the home wall. I am looking forward to rehabbing my post-surgery foot on the wall this winter. Until then, “Cheers!”