Left on the summit

So too save some writing.I will short version this.So I went out at 17 years old to the wilderness with a girlriends dad. Yes your correct,bad fucking idea.. He was way more of a outdoor guy then me. Even to this day he would be,anyway we got along well. We went inbetween Banff and Canmore. Thought it be a good time. So I thought,he had informed me 2 days into trip that he was dying. Yes I was over whelmed considering I have only met him 4 times prior. He started talking to me about having kids with his daughter. Remember I am only 17 and thinking"FUCK THAT". I told him I am too young and he started getting all bitchy and rather irratated with me saying fucking bullshit,I thought you were a man.I am thinking wtf I still got half armed sperm. Then starts reminding me I could disappear and nobody would know. So of course now I am thinking I am gonna die. Fucker then stranded me in the middle if nowhere while I gathered wood. We had did horse back for a bit. Then hiked,so you could imagine I am far into the woods. Between Alberta and B.C. at this point. So this is my story after he left me to half die...

I sat there on the edge of the summit for hours wondering wtf just happened. Should I have said yes for the dying man to get his way and not be stranded. I still think fuck no when I curse him to this day. So I started carving a stick with my hair blowing in the wind. Sweat pouring down my face while the afternoon sun beat down on me. I start to ponder what is going on around me in different angles trying to figure out where the fuck I am. I am a city kid,so not used to being stranded in the bloody forest alone. So I see basic things like a chick-a-dee chirping off in the distance. The sounds of the wind whistling and see the crackling of the tree's. A huge elk grazing off in the distance. A shit your pants moment as a bear walking up the peak towards me. Now thinking I am dinner and the bear can hear my heart beating. A fire scout helicopter is flying above looking for fires. Me now I am worrying about this bear,black bear it is. A big one from I recall,at this moment the bear is moving at a quick pace. Out of nowhere just 200 yards in front of me. Were two cubs and now I literally think I pooped. Still confused on the situation of being left and what I could do. I grabbed what I could for stuff and started fucking running for my dear life to get out of area. I ran like like a Ford 250 truck human version for about half hour/45 minutes. Then I stopped to rest and see what I had for supplies and cry some. Yes cry as I am stuck in the middle of nowhere. I was a little gangster,no fear of guns pointed at me or a group of 5 trying to jump me. But alone in the woods has so many more dangerous moments,so I was scared. I knew that as a city kid I was tough and crazy,but never was ready to experience this yet. But I knew I had too and at this point in my life I thought I never loved anything it was so shitty but the women I was with. But started thinking of so much more about what I loved in life. So I got my shit together in my head and started to make a plan. So first I looked at everything I had been able to grab when I seen the cubs. So I have lighter,handful of jerky in pocket,some weed,tarp,2 knives,20 feet of rope,half eaten sandwich,water jug and about enough dry food for a day. So not a whole bloody lot,so next step was to stop shaking and figure out what way to go home. The bears are on the route and I should be going. So I now have to go around them and get moving as it is mid afternoon and I need shelter.. This point I start walking starting to cry again and hard. This is scary shit this man is nowhere in sight,I guess fake belief I actually thought at one point he would return. NOPERS. So I walked for about 3 hours to go around the bears. I scrambled down a mountain side knowing that eventually,I would have more to go over. So now the sun is going down and my body is done like so fucking done. I am sure with my mad out bursts any animal that was in the area is now scattered because of me yelling obscenities for 3 hours.ha ha yup I was mad,upset and just raging. So now that I have stopped, dumb ass city fucking kid I had to think of something fast for shelter and make sure I could make it through the night. So the tarp I have is barely 6 feet by 6 feet. Full of little holes,so I went out and starting snapping big branches down.I made this kick ass lean too. This point I am starving and limited on food and water,I can see a river like 20 miles away it seems. Ration wisely I was smart enough for that. I have did alot of camping and do know some shit about the bush.. So next I gathered wood and made a big ass fire and ate my half sandwich. Smoked a big fat joint to calm my nerves,which in reality being a newbie in bear country. Actually made me paranoid as fuck,every trig snap sound,animal noise. All started to play games on my head about being eaten by a bear.. Well about 11pm if I recall,I was greeted at my make shift lean too by 2 wolves. Yes I shit myself,they surely wanted to taste fresh city meat.. I was yelling and screaming and they just sat there doing half circle around me.I crep closer and closer to the fire and threw a fire log at one. That made them snarl at me,but I threw another. They left woot woot so I thought. Little fuckers went around and came up on backside of me. I was piling more wood in fire and seen one poke its head through the side of my lean too. Myself at this point I am upset and about to rage on these fucking mean ass wood dogs. They wanted what was in my bag,I needed all the food I got. Well I spazzed after 5 mins and grabbed 2 fire logs and ran at them.Threw a fire stick at them. They were skiddish this time,one yelped when it got hit by one of the logs I threw. They left. I was so paranoid waiting for them to come back. I said fuck the lean too. I put a tone of wood on to keep fire going for light and climbed up a damn tree with my food and weed. Took the rope I had and literally tied myself to the tree so I would not fall out. Sat there and watched the stars and many they have in the middle of no where. The warm summer breeze was great,you could hear little creatures everywhere around you as time went on til I fell asleep. Woke up in the morning crying like a hungry baby as it was a new day lost with no clue where to go and no plan or map to follow . Below me about 50 yards away was a big ass Bighorn sheep grazing on the mountain side. That was a morning highlight for the hell that was about to come for me. So I took good views all around me from the tree while I untied myself"good tie job too" Too make sure nothing scary was down there to have me for morning breakfast. So I started a small fire to warm up as it a little chilly when up 10,000 plus feet. Mountain weather can be so harsh at any given time can change from beauty to a nightmare of weather.. So as I sit and get warm,I start crying a little thinking of how I will get out of here alive. So finally I regained my head or so I thought and started to go towards the river I had seen. Knowing if I follow that I will find help eventually. Well about 1 hour going down a rocky section,I had to go on a sketchy ledge to get over a spot to save time.Well I slipped and almost fell,the tarp came untied and dropped all my food. Well my shitty city tying skills.The tie job came undone and everything fell down the mountain side. All I had was the one water jug attached to my rope around shoulder and some beef jerky in my pocket with crappy tarp. So what do I do,start screaming like a mad man. Shaking and crying,then remembering another time in my life when I was alone and had coyote problems. I started to remember I never thought I get out of that. But you know what...I did . Calmed me right down,almost gave me bull balls kinda calm. So I knew now I only have rope,knife,crappy tarp. So instead of panicking I got my feet moving and started hiking off into the wilderness. 45 mins later I came across a Grizzly bear eating a elk or big ass Bambi. I had to side track way way off taking only baby steps not disturb it. Well low and behold I swear too the fucking the mountain lord. It heard my heart beat,it sat up stood on its back feet and started looking at me sniffing away. Well big bastard started my way,I was literally slipping in my shit out of there. I went over a little ridge and he could not see me or me him. I seen a river,one running pretty quick. I was looking for a way down and there he was not more then 200 feet from me grunting and sniffing madly towards me. I started yelling Go Bear,GOOOOOOOOO. I told him to fuck off like 50 times,I called him a stupid fat cunt. He never liked that and started walking towards me. Yes I was shitting,still trying too figure a way down... Well I did I went to step and the land gave way,chunk of grass let go and I went for a good ass tumble. Rolled about 20 times,bounced off many rocks and landed in this river. Which was going way faster then it looked up top. Run off season as I know it to this day. I started being dragged down river,this point tarp is who knows where. Have a few parts I cut off earlier in my pocket. Surely not enough for anything. I have my rope and knife and the clothes I am wearing. Floating down this river it came to a bend about 2 km down from where I fell. I managed to get out. I feel so much better as where the waters flows,so does people. So now I am soaking wet in a valley freezing my scrawney 130 lb ass off. I need a fire bad,so I gather some dry wood and start a fire. Now I take my rope at this time and actually use the outdoor knowledge I do have to work. I need food so I cut off about 6 feet of rope and and unwrap it. So it is not so thick and if you know yellow twine rope.You have 3 or 4 strands. I took them apart and set up some traps for squirrel and rabbit... Then I grabbed a big stick and carved a point on it and tried to fish with it. Came close so many times,but no fishy fishy... So now my adrenaline has died down with the fire and bear gone. I notice alot of injuries,one being in the end when story is over. I have 2 cracked ribs....But anyway,I have numerous cuts on hands,legs,pants are ripped. A huge lump on my head. Yup a complete mess,so I was really feeling this bad,it starts getting late. I need shelter and more wood.So to fast forward I built a half ass lean too again by the rocks on river. I am exhausted at this point,starving only few sips of clean water left. I started stacking the fire up as it was getting dark. Well I woke up early early like 5 am"my watch" and I had passed out beside fire.Never made it too bed. To this day I figure I was just fatigued cause the cracked ribs ,cuts and stress. But fuck was I happy I never got eaten over night,ha ha.. So I am obviously still starving and cold. So I start the fire,get it going good. Then go look for traps I had set lastnight. I set 5 traps,First 4 were not a damn thing. This point I am nervous because I am very weak. But the 5 th gave me a rabbit,woo hooo yaaah I started screaming and yelling in joy. Then I stopped and was like wtf. I dont know how to butcher a rabbit.. So I took it back to my fire and starred at it for at least a hour. Then hunger came over and I gutted it,washed it in the river. So I cut the legs and head off,peeled off the fur. This point damn bunny looked nummy even raw. Took torso and rammed a stick through one end to other and started to cook it. Half hour later I was full and ready to roar. It is about noon and I wrap up extra meat in parts of the tarp I cut up. Start my journey again down the river bed. I walked from that point on up until around 8 pm.Almost full dark I made good timing. I can see the now knowing the city of Canmore. But in no way will make it by night fall all the way. So I gather wood and make a fire and shelter. 2 am comes and I hear something lurking around outside. I start shaking and the noise is getting closer and closer. I could hear like grunting noises. Sure it was a bear,I starting shouting and throwing rocks at the fire from where I was at about 10 feet away. That caused sparks which scared whatever it was. This point I am too close to people to get eaten. So I wait a few minutes and climb a tree and tie myself in. Come morning the foot prints were too smothered to tell what it was. Started a fire,heated up my rabbit and started walking again. About 5 hours later I come off a game trail and ran into a few hikers. Which could tell I was under high stress bad,I started telling them what happened to me. They all said one day I should write about it. Here I am.Anyway we are still 2 hours out of Canmore,45 mins left walking I was losing it bad. My ribs,head and legs were beat up pretty bad. I had to rest for a few hours,these hikers.Jill,Michael,Anthony and Julie. They waited with me until I could go again,which was 2 and a half hours later.Stelar of them. They were awesome,I was pretty distraught after my 2 days of bullshit. So we start hiking again into town.. They had offered and drove me into Calgary,I went home and slept for 2 days. When I woke up, was pretty dehydrated,hungry and feeling broken. So I went to hospital,got some xrays on ribs,foot and hands. I had 2 cracked ribs,a cracked cuboid bone in my right foot. Sprained ankle and need stitches. But they could not do stitches as the cuts were too old at this point starting to heal. I held my story in as best I could. Only ever told 4 people about this,I was embarassed and still really pissed. So I finally called my girlfriends dad to say I survived and he was a fucking asshole. Told him I was telling his daughter what he did .And I did,stayed with her another few months and bounced out of there. If the dad could do that,imagine what she could of did pissed off.. So over this happening I stayed away from camping,hiking,climbing and anything to do with the bush til I mastered few things. I learned about most things for survival.Fires,shelter,traps,hunting,bears,cougars and more. Now to this day I consider myself a mountaineer of some. I travel abroad every year with the family and friends traveling to high places and new back country beauty. The beauty is what I never learned to appreciate until I got older. It never traumitzed me but made me stronger who I am to this day. Rudi Jensen