[pct-l] PCT/Hiking jokes

[Jim Bravo]

Unsupported trail bunny Reinhold and his friend Switchback the Trail
Biker, wearing their finest color-coordinated camo garb, were hunting
in the Alabama Hills. Suddenly Switchback tripped and fell hard to the
ground, his rifle spinning off the trail into the brush, and his head
smashing against a rock with a ripe watermelon-like sound. Reinhold
quickly turned back toward the commotion and observed his buddy lying
motionless on the rocky trail, face-up, bleeding profusely from the
head. He rushed in horror to his comrade's side and started poking and
shaking him.
"Switchback, Wake up! wake up!"
There was no movement. Holding his cigarette near Switchback's
nostrils, Reinhold observed no breath either. Feeling the panic
welling up inside his chest, Reinhold took a long drag on his
cigarette, his hands and lips trembling, and pulled out his cell
phone. He dialed "911". Thankfully there was cell reception. The
dispatcher listened to Reinhold's hurried description of the accident
and noted the location.
She then asked Reinhold, "Is he moving?"
"No, I think he's dead" said Reinhold.
"Can you tell if he's breathing?" she asked, a sense of urgency
quickening the pace of her words.
Reinhold choked out his answer, emotion swamping his overloaded
nervous system, "No, nothing. I think he's dead".
She asked Reinhold "Please, make sure he's dead."
The dispatcher then heard a single, large-caliber gun shot.