Just to our west about three-quarters of a mile you get into some park and wilderness areas, with Castle Peak the most prominent feature. I’ve shown it to you many times since we moved in here almost two years ago.
Folks go hiking here (which is good) and occasionally have an accident (which is bad).
Much like my experience with the cargo 747’s going overhead and rumbling the house, our first indication of a hiker in distress is usually the sound of multiple loud LA City or County Fire Department helicopters orbiting repeatedly past our house.
The green line will show their path over the last hour or so… This guy was the eyes, followed by the actual rescue crew.
And if we need confirmation,
What did we do before we had these supercomputing telecommunication devices in our pockets? Just stand out in the yard and wonder what the helicopter was doing?
More importantly, what did the hikers do before they had them, or had rescue helicopters? I mean, besides bleed and pray to be found by someone friendly before the coyotes found you first?
One response to “Hiker Down, Choppers Up”
One question that is increasingly relevant – do more people go out unprepared or ill-prepared because they know they can phone for help and it’ll arrive in a few minutes?
It seems to be a problem in the UK’s Lake District.