Dislocated my kneecap once upon a time on my family land. Not 600m from the house. That's part of what brought me to ETS the first time.

I was lucky enough to have my knife with me, a bandana, and a do-rag. Tore the teeth out of that poor Gerber using it to saw down a sapling to splint it with, and another to make a crude crutch out of. It I'd been anywheres else, given the weather, I'd have been buzzard chow.

Lessons learned are many. They can be summed up as, be ready to improvise and don't quit. Don't try to be a hero and pop it back into place, deal with it as is as much as you can.

That being said, I'm thinking I'm going to add a better FAK to my bigger kits.