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| Jedediah Paulson - stuck in rough surf |
The winds were blowing hard and surf conditions had diminished to zilch. I looked down at the gash running along my leg. This was not good. Too rough to get a helicopter out here, I was going to need to try to swim. I had tied my surf leash around my thigh, in an effort to stem the bleeding. I was okay with loosing the leg, survival was my primary goal.
Suddenly, I heard a shout from the cliffs above. It was Jim, and in his hands was a rough rope which he was lowering towards me. As the rope neared the rocks where I was resting, I grabbed ahold. Jim had tied a not that I looped around my body and gave him the thumbs up.
Jim saw my approval, and up I went.
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