Avy In Keystone That Killed A Sledder??? - Feb 17/08

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Re: Avy In Keystone That Killed A Sledder???

there is another post on here borrowed from snowest that says the same.... I'm gonna check the journal and sun right now.
 

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Re: Avy In Keystone That Killed A Sledder???

No he wasn`t from Edmonton, thinking about his family and friends, sad deal for all the riders who tried to save him. :(
 

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yes at snowest under riding areas there is a page long post. the guy posting was one of the group that pulled the guy out and tryed to save him. its very good for a read, and very sad.. i wish his family and all that were with him the best.. very good post must have been hard. worth a read
 

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The name of the gentleman you are talking about is Doug Murry(35) of Cagary.I just heard it on the news.I new him as I serviced his truck all the time.He was a good man....pray for his young family please.
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Here is the story ( From Snowest site to their credit), very saddening, makes a guy wonder why we risk losing our family for some fun, but i guess death can happen anywhere no matter what we're doing.


I never thought it would happen to me.

This trip began like so many others. Before I left home, I checked the BC avalanche website and saw that the avalanche danger was "considerable" in Revelstoke. In the back of my mind, I knew there have been eight avalanche deaths in BC so far this year, and these numbers can't be ignored. My little girl stood at the front door of the house as I hugged the family goodbye and said, "Dad, if you get in an avalanche, you have to fight, fight, fight and make sure you live!" She clenched her little fists to drive the point home.

I had her voice in my head as we began our day of riding at Keystone in Revelstoke on Saturday February 16th. I had connected with a large group of about 12 riders, most of whom were from Alberta, and we began the long ride in to the back country where the best riding areas are. The weather was not good, as we were riding in the clouds, but it was supposed to improve by the afternoon.

There was little evidence of avalanche activity. I saw two or three slides that didn't look fresh, and this gave me a certain level of what I now know was false comfort.

At about 2:00 PM the group had traveled way back into a massive bowl. Some of the riders were sitting at the bottom of the bowl, and others were high marking up the sides of incredibly steep and long mountain sides. We were situated below the cloud line, and the mountains disappeared into the clouds way above us. We couldn't see just how high these particular slopes were or how they were shaped. For all we knew, an avalanche could be triggered way above the cloud line and beyond our view, and we were sitting in a terrain trap below directly in its path. This made me nervous. I didn't like the entire setup, but I ignored my intuition and stayed with the group. There seems to be a false sense of security when other people are around. What a mistake.

I joined up with about four riders who were climbing up a steep chute, almost like a ravine. This chute was about 60 meters long from top to bottom. At the top, the terrain was shaped like a bit of a funnel. The four of us were taking runs up the chute as high was we could go, then pulling out at the last second and coming back down. With each run, we would get a bit higher.

After a few runs, I stopped my sled at the bottom of the chute to take a break. I had read once in an avalanche saftey brochure from Alaska that when you are parked you should always leave your run/stop switch up and have an escape route. I remembered this, and pointed my sled in the direction of an avenue of escape with the run/stop switch up. I watched as Randy from the group made a final pull with a large loop at the top. While he was cutting his loop, a second rider came in from the side while cutting a long sidehill from right to left across the top of the chute. And then it happened. There was no sound that I could hear. The snow just started moving all at once. I screamed, "Avalanche", pulled my starter, and pinned it towards safety. I took one glance back and saw a sled on its side moving down the chute in a torrent of moving blocks of snow. Other riders later told me that the second my sled left the spot where I was sitting, the area was covered with a massive dust cloud. When I stopped I looked back and saw a massive pile of snow where I had been sitting. Further, Randy who was cutting his loop at the top of his run when the avy started saw the snow moving directy in front of his path like a raging whitewater river. He miraculously managed to stop his sled on the steep hill just meters from the edge of the torrent which saved him from being pulled into it. But where was that second rider? And where was the sled I had seen going down on its side. I looked at the massive debris pile and couldn't see the sled or rider. It took half a second to register - we had a burial.

The avalanche seems to have been triggered by the rider himself. It looked like his sidehill cut the snow like a knife. The snow below him slid first, then the snow above him followed. The avalanche was in the shape of a capital 'Y". It looked to be about 150 meters across at the top with a one meter deep fracture line. All the snow funnelled into the chute where it piled up at the bottom of the 'Y". This is where our rider was buried.

The frantic efforts of the entire group quickly began. With shouts, screams and hand signals we pulled the group together. I immediately had my two-antenna beacon out and I started the stopwatch on my watch immediately. The first challenge was to get everyone's beacon out of send mode. My beacon picked up the buried rider's signal right away as I huffed and puffed up the steep debris pile. The digital readout read 40 meters, then 30, then 20, and finally down to 2.5 meters. I was reasonably certain he was 2.5 meters below the point where I was standing. We began frantically probing and found the sled immediately below the point the beacon was indicating on. As a team, we dug down and realized that the rider had to have been buried under the sled. We dug out the sled and pulled it out of the way. It was exhausting work and considering the sled was now at the bottom of a six foot hole, we wouldn't have been able to get it out if we were in a smaller group. Finally, at a depth of about eight feet, we found the rider's head at the 19 minute mark. We pulled his helmet off and continued to dig him out. He was unresponsive and looked blue-ish. We pulled him to a flat surface and began CPR at 21 minutes. It was not something I ever thought I would be doing on a sledding trip.

When we realized that we had a rider buried, two of our best riders rode out for help to find other riders with a satellite phone. Eventually they did, but there was some problem with the phone not aquiring a sattelite. By the time they got it working, they were communicating with other members from our group using an FRS radio. The GPS coordinates were given and we were told that paramedics were coming in a helicopter. But by this time, it had been one hour and 40 minutes since we started CPR. All of us were holding on to the hope that if the paramedics came with the paddles, they might be able to jump start his heart - so we wouldn't stop. Colour had returned to his face because we were keeping his blood supply moving. But now it was starting to get dark. We were a good two hour ride from our trucks and we had numerous steep pulls to make just to get out of our area. Finally when it was so dark that none of us thought a helicopter would fly, we called it. We had been conducting CPR for two hours and thirty minutes. It was such a sad moment; the realization that everything we had done, all our efforts, all our emotion, all our first aid, all our commitment to this rider...it wasn't enough. We couldn't bring him back. There was nothing more we could do. I felt physically sick. I'm sure we all did. There were many tears that flowed that afternoon.

We covered the victim up and prepared to leave. Then, to our suprise, five minutes after we stopped CPR a helicopter arrived. I couldn't believe it because it was 5:30 and we could hardly see. What if the paramedics were inside with the paddles? What if there was still a chance to save the victim? But once the chopper landed we saw it contained only the pilot and an RCMP officer. They were just there to pick up the body. We loaded him up and like a flash they were off. Later I learned that the police had informed the paramedics that we had been performing CPR for 1:40 when the call came in, and the paramedics told them it was too late, they wouldn't be attending. But because of the communications breakdown, they couldn't get the message back to us so we kept going.

Our ride back out was somber. It was pitch black, and suffice to say all of us were exhausted - both emotionally and physically. After ten minutes of riding we came across a group of ten other sledders standing around a fire. They were all joking around and in a great mood because they had rescued a rider from their group from a one meter deep burial. Their happiness was such a contrast with mood of our group. It made the event so surreal. One rider saved, another rider lost.

There are a few things I have learned from this experience:

1. Trust your instincts. My intuition was telling me the bowl we were in wasn't safe. I shouldn't have gone in to join the group.

2. Read the terrain. If it looks like an avalanche trap, then get out. Just because it hasn't slid yet doesn't mean it won't.

3. Leave yourself a way out. Leaving my sled pointed in a safe direction with the run-stop switch up saved my life.

4. Become avalanche trained. If I ever go sledding again, I'm going to take a course. At this point, I think my sledding days are over.

5. Know your beacon. Practice with it before you head out. Make sure the others in your group know how to use it.

6. Carry your pack at all times. Make sure that when you stop for lunch you don't ride off "just for a quick rip" without your shovel and probe.

7. Life is so precious. Live life to the fullest. Love your family. Get your heart right with God. We can go at any time.

The identity of the victim hasn't been made public. My heart and prayers go out to his family. We did everything we could. Thank you to all who helped, especially Charlie...those of us who were there know why.

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Re: Avy In Keystone That Killed A Sledder???

It has been two weeks since the unfortunate event transpired on Keystone. Although I was not riding with Doug that fateful weekend I feel the pain of the loss as if I were there. His funeral was heartbreaking for all of us. Guy, thanks so much for your moving tribute at the funeral.

Doug was a wonderful friend, husband and father. As many of you may already know Doug left behind a wife and three young daughters. In an attempt to help out Jeanette and the girls a group of us have been working with Jeanette to set up a Family Trust to attempt to provide them with some help.

Although we cannot bring Doug back we can at least provide some financial assistance to Jeanette and the girls to help them survive this trying time.

If you would like to make a donation to Jeanette and girls you can do so at any TD Canada Trust Branch in country. Simply go into a convenient branch and ask the teller to place your donation in Jeanette Murray’s account that has a Transit number of 690 and an account number of 6325549. All donations will go directly to Jeanette and the girls.



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Re: Avy In Keystone That Killed A Sledder???

sorry for you loss my deepest sympathay go out to the family and friends
 

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Hey Neil. I was just wondering how much money has been donated and how the family is doing.I made my contribution at the TD near our house.My families prayers are with you.
 

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Such a terrible tragedy and it seems to happen all to often. My deepest sympathy and condolences go out to the family and friends of yet another fallen rider. This should be a lesson to all of us, sometimes we can change the out come and sometimes we cant. But be rest assured what we can change is our EDUCATION in this type of situation:(
 

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I am unsure how much has been donated to date however I have spoken with Jeanette and she said that she could not thank everyone enough for all of their donations. I am going to have dinner with her next week and will provide you with any updates I can.

Again thanks to everyone who has made a donation to help Doug's family through this tragedy.

Regards

Neil
 
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