re: Anyone here have any “third man syndrome” stories or experiences?

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Uhh - not sure if this counts

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The SOS incident occurred in Mount Asahi in Daisetsuzan National Park in Japan in 1989. Two lost mountaineers were located and rescued after search teams spotted a large SOS message built from fallen birch logs, but the mountaineers had not created this message, which was determined to have been in place since at least 1987. After returning to search the area for more missing people the next day, police found skeletal remains in the vicinity (initially determined to belong to a female) in addition to personal belongings of a presumed-male hiker found stuffed into a tree root not far from the sign. The items included an ID (belonging to Kenji Iwamura, a man who had been missing since 1984), 2 cameras, a notebook, and a tape recorder with tapes featuring a distressed man calling for help. It is still not known who constructed the sign.

The wooden letters of the SOS sign were made by stacking large fallen birch trees, and it was estimated that it took about two days and considerable effort to create such a giant sign. It was speculated that the sign was made by the missing person that the skeleton belonged to, but in the autopsy of the skeleton that was found, who investigators believed was Iwamura, the body was described as thin and weak to the point that it would have been impossible for him to make the sign on his own. No axe that could have been used to cut trees down to make the sign has been found.

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I thought the title read "Third Leg Syndrome", then the spirit of my dead uncle pointed out my error.

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Shimano makes great bike components because they're Asian and the shite is tight meaning flawless shifting bike gears every time.

Campagnolo is picky over-priced Italian hot garbage that will let you down when you need it most but the bike I was riding was equipped with it

I was in a cat4 division bicycle race called Hell of the South which includes 2 laps around a treacherous 27 mile loop with an off-road section where half the peloton had flat tires and were out of the race and a long hill you have to climb right before the end.

I had survived both laps and was somehow still in the remnants of the main bunch heading into the last climb.

I passed a gassed rider from the cat123 division race that was in front of ours and went to shift into a different gear to take the climb. Stupid campy dropped my chain because it's finicky Italian garbage and I probably over shifted due to adrenaline and my only option to fix it since I was under tension on a climb was to stop and get off the bike and manually put it back on meaning I was going to be out of the race as the pack was disappearing up that hill.

Before that happened I felt a hand on my back; while technically cheating, the rider from the other race pushed himself to catch up with me and saw my chain come off and was pushing both me and him up the hill for a few seconds which allowed me to stop putting tension on the chain and I was able to finagle it back onto the chainring just by using the shifters.

He said to me "my race is over but yours isn't" and I thanked him profusely as I sped up the hill to catch up with the group.

I didn't win the race but was in the top 5 which was a great finish for me since there were 50+ riders in that division.

There you go. Full context.

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Sorry. I should have been home sitting on a sofa eating Cheetos watching football games.

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