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200 Hour Club The
following members put in more than 200 hours on TERT in 2007. Their extra effort is greatly appreciated!
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Ten Year Recognition
Twenty Year Recognition Twenty-Five Year Recognition |
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Wack-a-Tert (Rob Sowby, David Blackburn, Royal Rose, Curtis Dudley - July 16, 2005) |
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JACK AND JILL - A MOSTLY TRUE STORY OF ONE WEEKEND INCIDENT........... There were only about 100 hikers on the mountain Saturday and things were generally quiet. We only had one incident, which I will relate in kind of a story format below. In an attempt to protect the not so innocent and make the story a little more interesting, the names and dialogue have been changed.**************************************************************************************************
At the beginning… Jack asks Jill if she wants to take a hike with him up Timpanogos. "But, I hate hiking," Jill laments. "It will only take three or four hours and it will be fun!" So Jack and Jill went up the
hill. At Emerald Lake, Jack wants to go on to the top. Jill thinks it is too far especially considering what she has already endured. So Jack and his friend, Bill, left Jill at the Shelter and begin their
hike. Jack told Jill that she would only have to wait and hour. Jill was not happy. About an hour later, Jill was becoming cold and even more upset. Cuddled in that dark drafty shelter on top of this lonely
mountain, she had taken no water and food and had no extra clothing since the hike was to be so short. When all was about lost, a figure appeared at the door. With the sun at his back it looked like ("No it couldn't be!")
Indiana Jones. It was the hat and the whip that made her think that way. "Wow," she thought, "I'm being rescued by Indiana Jones!" As the man approached, her heart sank. It was just some unshaven guy with
an Indiana Jones-type hat carrying a Bendix King EF12H HF hand held radio with a ¼ wave whip antenna claiming he was part of some medical response team. "Yea, right!" Jill thought. She only believed him after a smartly
dressed bearded Forest Service Wilderness Ranger from the Department of Agriculture claimed that the story was indeed true. "You look cold, tired, and mad," the rescuer said.
"Yes, I am cold, tired, and mad, and totally unprepared for this experience," she responded sadly. After explaining her unwanted desertion, the man with the Indiana Jones hat and whip antenna suggested she return to their
base camp to be warmed, fed, and generally taken care of. She slowly accepted the offer. A large note and map was left at the Shelter for Jill's husband. She, along with the other members of this elite team, headed
for High Camp. Arriving at camp, she was offered the sleeping bag of the tall man with the IJ hat and whip. "It has only been used 50 times or so, so it should still be clean," he offered. Jill accepted, but slept
on top of the bag. Meanwhile, the evil husband finally arrived at the Shelter. Unfortunately, he did not look inside but only asked someone sitting near the Shelter if his wife had been seen. Thinking that she had
headed down, he and his friend began the decent down the long trail to Aspen Grove. Back at High Camp everyone was becoming concerned that Jack had not showed up. So, the man with the IJ hat and whip headed back up to the
Shelter. Upon arriving, he was told that there was a person who asked about his lost wife but didn't look around and quickly headed down. Aspen Grove TH was called by radio and asked to look out for Jack and his
friend. They were finally located and explained the situation. Thinking it best not to send Jill down alone, arrangements were made for her to be escorted down by Mike, the Forest Ranger, and a couple of other caring
hikers. Jill was fed, warmed, but still mad at her evil husband. She bid a fond farewell to all of her rescuers and began the two and a half-hour decent into what she considered heaven. Jack and friend meanwhile
became restless for they had waited almost one-half hour at the parking lot. They told the fine trail head folks that they didn't want to wait anymore and that they were going to go out and get some food. Since food
could not be obtained without a long drive, they were encouraged not to go but to wait for the tired deserving wife. The two decided to leave anyway saying they would be back in time. Jill finally arrived at TH
expecting to be whisked away from this awful place to finally get home to a nice warm refreshing shower. Well, as luck would have it, Jack was not there. Jack had not waited even though she had suffered the whole day and had
been deserted twice before. His want for food was stronger than his desire to comfort his very tired wife. Now Jill was very upset! Some time later, Jack finally returned to retrieve his wife. We are not
certain how the story ended but it might have something to do with some one breaking someone else's crown. If TERT were a perfect rescue team, maybe someone should have spent the night at Jack and Jill's home to make certain
no harm would come to anyone in the form of a skull fracture. We will never know. G. Meyer |
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