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<blockquote data-quote="Rosebud" data-source="post: 2890940" data-attributes="member: 118066"><p>I'd mentioned in another post that when I got out of the service in Alaska I had a pocket full of money and a VW beetle. I lived in Anchorage from April until early June then moved to a small apartment in eagle river. It was closer to the fishing spots. I'd also picked up a girlfriend, and I wasn't even looking for one. But I digress. Eagle river was fairly large and a friend from the AF time hooked up with me and we being 23 years old and wanting adventure decided to take a two man raft and raft it from the lodge back to the main highway. We were "stupid" I'm sorry really STUPID. I'm thinking Alabama rivers nice straight flowing rivers. Eagle river was a wide basin a the river went from one side to the other. The trip we guessed to take five hours was in hour eight, we were soaking wet and bone tired. I came to a big sand bar in the middle of the river and beached the raft. Had to chase a cow moose and calf off of it. Another stupid thing to do. I managed to get a fire going and get warm and somewhat dry. Back in the raft. We made a couple of more trips back and forth across the basin when I told Mark my friend we have to get off this river or we're going to die. Mark had been shivering for about thirty mins now. On the trip to one side I see a road cut up on the side of the mountain, told Mark when we get there we leaving the raft and walking out on that road. Its high summer in Ak. And it never gets really dark, but light is fading and I knew the bug and bears came out to play st this time. We're soaking wet again and now we're climbing straight up the mountain to get to the road. I found it. I'm happy. I looked back down the mountain to see mark struggling big time. We rest a few when he makes it up to the road and strike out down stream. I'm moving pretty fast, but mark is lagging back. I'd ran miles every day in the gym on shemya and was in great shape. I think the only time mark had ran was chasing girls. I waited for him to catch up again and see he's not doing well. He's shaking again. I stop and build another small fire, no easy feat in the woods there. He's setting on the ground just staring at the ground. I know I can't leave him and go on for help! He wouldn't be able to keep the fire going. I was just straight up with him.I said if you don't keep walking I don't think you are going to make it out of here. You could see the light come on in him. Ok, I'm not going to die in here. So we're up and walking again. He's still slow, but more determined now. Went what I guess another mile and I popped out on the road between anchorage and eagle river. I saw an Alaska state trooper parked about two hundred yards away. Went up to his car and asked for help with my friend who still hadn't made it the road. He gave me a stern look and ask you Belcher. I'm, yeah why? Your girlfriend has called the state police, there is a search party on the river looking for you and another man. I tell him about mark and we both go back down the road into the woods road and find him barely making it! He's staggering along. Get in the back of the troopers car with the heat on full. Something to drink and warm he refuses the ambulance trip. I had to deal with some really upset people, including my girlfriend who had told me how stupid we were for the next two weeks. Mark said he was thru with anymore of my FUN trips. Looking back it's a wonder I celebrated my 72nd birthday yesterday.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Rosebud, post: 2890940, member: 118066"] I'd mentioned in another post that when I got out of the service in Alaska I had a pocket full of money and a VW beetle. I lived in Anchorage from April until early June then moved to a small apartment in eagle river. It was closer to the fishing spots. I'd also picked up a girlfriend, and I wasn't even looking for one. But I digress. Eagle river was fairly large and a friend from the AF time hooked up with me and we being 23 years old and wanting adventure decided to take a two man raft and raft it from the lodge back to the main highway. We were "stupid" I'm sorry really STUPID. I'm thinking Alabama rivers nice straight flowing rivers. Eagle river was a wide basin a the river went from one side to the other. The trip we guessed to take five hours was in hour eight, we were soaking wet and bone tired. I came to a big sand bar in the middle of the river and beached the raft. Had to chase a cow moose and calf off of it. Another stupid thing to do. I managed to get a fire going and get warm and somewhat dry. Back in the raft. We made a couple of more trips back and forth across the basin when I told Mark my friend we have to get off this river or we're going to die. Mark had been shivering for about thirty mins now. On the trip to one side I see a road cut up on the side of the mountain, told Mark when we get there we leaving the raft and walking out on that road. Its high summer in Ak. And it never gets really dark, but light is fading and I knew the bug and bears came out to play st this time. We're soaking wet again and now we're climbing straight up the mountain to get to the road. I found it. I'm happy. I looked back down the mountain to see mark struggling big time. We rest a few when he makes it up to the road and strike out down stream. I'm moving pretty fast, but mark is lagging back. I'd ran miles every day in the gym on shemya and was in great shape. I think the only time mark had ran was chasing girls. I waited for him to catch up again and see he's not doing well. He's shaking again. I stop and build another small fire, no easy feat in the woods there. He's setting on the ground just staring at the ground. I know I can't leave him and go on for help! He wouldn't be able to keep the fire going. I was just straight up with him.I said if you don't keep walking I don't think you are going to make it out of here. You could see the light come on in him. Ok, I'm not going to die in here. So we're up and walking again. He's still slow, but more determined now. Went what I guess another mile and I popped out on the road between anchorage and eagle river. I saw an Alaska state trooper parked about two hundred yards away. Went up to his car and asked for help with my friend who still hadn't made it the road. He gave me a stern look and ask you Belcher. I'm, yeah why? Your girlfriend has called the state police, there is a search party on the river looking for you and another man. I tell him about mark and we both go back down the road into the woods road and find him barely making it! He's staggering along. Get in the back of the troopers car with the heat on full. Something to drink and warm he refuses the ambulance trip. I had to deal with some really upset people, including my girlfriend who had told me how stupid we were for the next two weeks. Mark said he was thru with anymore of my FUN trips. Looking back it's a wonder I celebrated my 72nd birthday yesterday. [/QUOTE]
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