I once spent ten minutes fitting nine helmets for a sunset via ferrata, only to realize the group brought a dachshund in a backpack I tried to size as number ten. What’s your funniest moment where the safety plan stayed solid but the wilderness had jokes?
But > as number ten. What’s your funniest moment where the safety plan Totally felt that — on a sunset rappel, after fitting nine lids I almost tagged a stuffed llama as number ten. Now I do a 30-second “living things last” check before helmets so sunset brain doesn’t draft pets.
After a sunset via ferrata, I now ask, ‘any backpack passengers?’ before fitting helmets, except service dogs.