I consider myself something of a carrying specialist. I have carried water, I have carried wood, I have carried grass, I have carried stinky buffalo-poop fertilizer in a basket and I have carried straw. I have dropped sacks of rice and recovered and soldiered on with other sacks of rice. I know carrying, and I know the hills of Nepal.
Relatedly, Bethy is here doing summer-session professional development with our clinical staff, and it just so happens that she spent 10 years as a medic in the New Zealand army. Recently, we got to talking about the topic of carrying. It turns out a core skill of army medics is the “fireman’s carry,” and also that this skill may be used either in an emergency with an unconscious or wounded individual or in situations such as on a dance floor, at a bar with friends, or in the middle of the road in Pokhara.
Now Bethy and I are both what you might call competitive individuals–in an entirely healthy and reasonable way, of course. Out of pure scientific curiosity and in pursuit of expanding human knowledge generally, we got to discussing who could carry whom from the house to the water tap in Kaski. As Bethy is a scientist and published researcher, and I am a self-made live-in-Nepal-and-start-dental-projects-and-write-stories-er, it became imperative to deploy a proper study on the matter.
Our publication follows herewith. It is my deep hope that this work will contribute to a deeper understanding of the world and serve as a basis for future investigation.