I was hunting alone in the Fairfield area 3 weeks ago and was attempting to encourage my dog to stay working the bottom of a ditch so I was walking the bottom with her. I was working a ditch along a road on a section of state land. I took a step down and rolled my ankle over in some mud. I heard crack, snapple, pop and I knew my day was done. I was laying in the bottom of the ditch with a severely dislocated ankle and a shattered bone in my lower leg. I reached in the pocket for the cell phone and dialed 911 and had no signal. I pulled myself up out of ditch by scooting up the hill dragging my busted leg. I pulled myself under the fence and threw my vest on top of the fence post so any passing motorist would see it and slow down. After 5 more attempts of dialing 911, I was finally able to get through to the dispatch and give a description of where I was even though I could not remember the names of the road. I knew the name of some of the area land owners. After about 25 minutes of lounging in the sun some other hunters drove by and stopped when they saw my dog. Shortly after EMS out of Power came and offered me a ride to Great Falls. The hunters took my car to Great Falls and took care of my dog while I was in the ER. My wife and hunting bud came and took me back to Helena. A week later I had surgery---ended up with a 7 1/2 inch plate in the leg and 7 screws holding things together. I am to put no weight on the leg for 6 weeks. The cast should be off on Dec. 7. I am hoping to get in on a few hunts at the end of December.