Experience: I fell 12 metres while bouldering and smashed my pelvis into pieces

It was clear it was broken.

I could feel the bones grinding together as the paramedics strapped me to a gurney Growing up in Utah, I was so active that my parents nicknamed me “The Blur”.

My older siblings introduced me to rock climbing while I was still at primary school.

By the time I was 15, I was hauling myself up cliff faces.

One summer’s day in 2014, when I was 17, my friends and I went paddleboarding on a lake.

My friend Trevor and I decided to climb one of the rocky boulders overlooking the water, and jump in.

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