Chapter 16 14／His truck is with us

You have to believe before you can imagine. "Kiss or Kill" author Mark.Twitter * In the dark, my mother sat on the carpet of the stairs at home for three hours. At this time, because of excessive tension and anxiety, her body shrank into a fetus-like position. Otherwise, she should still remember when I went up and down the stairs in middle school. , I always like to step on two steps at a time, so I have suffered a lot of scolding. My mother, like me, was very bad at waiting. Being restless, she quickly gave up the vigil and began to study the relevant contact agencies and methods on that list.

Early on Sunday morning, my mother made separate calls to the Bureau of Land Management, the police station, and the Public Safety Bureau to make a report. When she finally got in touch with Georgia, the dispatcher of the Ridgefield Public Safety Bureau, her voice was exhausted, but she still spoke Emotionally explained that although her missing son always does his own way and has little money, he still has a sense of responsibility. Unless something very important happens, he will not be absent from work without reason. Based on the information provided by her mother, Georgia radioed a statewide missing person notice:

□□□ Allen.Roxton, 27 years old, Caucasian, 188 cm, 75 kg, brown eyes and brown hair.The car was a 1998 maroon Toyota Tacoma with a roof and ski racks. Allen told a friend that he was going hiking in remote areas of Utah, possibly on Interstate 70, but in the end he heard nothing and did not return to work on Tuesday as expected.He was supposed to be alone when he disappeared, and was last seen on April 24.It is currently speculated that it may be in a parking lot in or near Utah. Larry of the Salt Lake City Bureau of Land Management.After Schickford and his mother talked on the phone, they actively contacted people in other bureaus to confirm whether they had received the missing person notice.For Ma, Georgia's and Larry's activism were two rays of light piercing despair, and she was tired of hearing other people's perfunctory claims that this was always the case, that he would end up somewhere.She anxiously waited for Captain Aika to return to work so she could discuss the progress of the search with him.Captain Aika of Emory County was also the person who was most willing to lend a helping hand and helped the most in the past 24 hours.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Sergeant Adam of Aspen went to the Commonwealth Bank with a check I voided.Ask the bank manager to allow him to access my debit card records to check my whereabouts.When the teller entered my account, a crowd stared at her computer screen. Looks like the last deal was on the 25th, at a mall in Moab. What about the amount? The cost is more than twenty-two dollars.I bought water, juice, fruit, candy bars, and tacos to stockpile. What about before this sum? On the 24th, I spent about 29 U.S. dollars at the Clark supermarket in the city.I bought groceries on the evening of the 23rd for a ski trip with Brad and the upcoming Utah vacation, but the supermarket didn't process the transaction until midnight.

that's all?Is there no transaction record after 25 days?How often is this system updated? Updates are almost immediate, with the latest transactions within a few hours, depending on how merchants submit their transaction batches. Prior to this, Sheriff Adam had learned that I had been refueling on the 24th at Glenwood Springs, a city at the intersection of Roaring Creek and the Colorado River, from Interstate 70 Going west or east is possible.Based on the latest information obtained so far, Adam knows that I arrived in Moab and left on the 25th, but still does not know where I went. Steve W., leader of the Albuquerque Mountain Rescue Coalition.Patchett sat in his kitchen at home, thinking about what the next search had to do.Steve is currently unemployed as an Allied electrician (which is usually the case for four to six weeks about every six months), so he has time to contribute to the search program.He called Captain Aika to discuss the current search.

We sent people out, we also sent out SUVs, but nothing was found.Two police officers went to the Valley of Joe to look for it, but nothing was found there either.We'll get all our hands back before dark. Steve asks: Did you send someone to the Ziggs hole? Ziggs Hole is on Captain Aika's list, but he hasn't sent anyone there yet, because it's too remote, and it takes nearly three hours to drive from Castle Valley. He said: It's farther away, and I have more people during the day , will go and have a look.Is there anything else you can suggest? Steve thought for a moment, then intuitively told Captain Aika: I'm pretty sure he's in your county.

Captain Aika rethinks the search route, we have found the upper part of the county.Captain Aika thought to himself.There are also most of the trailheads in the central part.If he's in the county, he'll probably be in the south.What do tourists do there?There is not even a road there. But there's actually a dirt road that runs from Lower San Rafael Road that cuts through the southern part of Emory County and into a no-go area on the edge of Canyonlands.Maybe in the Bandit Coop area.Captain Aika thought to himself.There are many canyons in the Robber's Coop area, most of which are on the BLM territory, accessible from the extension of the Lower San Rafael Road, which ends at the Maze District spur.Captain Aika knew that this labyrinth attracted quite a few people from Emory to Wayne, and he thought it worth a phone call.

Captain Aika called the Hans Frey Management Station at the entrance to the Canyonlands Maze to inquire about the red Toyota Tacoma truck.Manager Green.Sherrill answered the phone and immediately recognized the specs, because the truck had been parked in Horseshoe Canyon since the weekend. I saw that car three days ago, and it's still there.He told Captain Aika. There are usually fewer than ten visitors to Horseshoe Canyon every day, and there may be more people on weekends, and almost everyone can enter and exit the canyon within half a day.The National Park Service sends rangers to stand guard at the large murals in the canyon daily to monitor visitors and protect the 5,000-year-old rock carvings.The rangers are usually the first to arrive and the last to leave the trail every day. They are used to seeing no cars in the parking lot, or at most one or two cars and tents set up.When a car is in a parking lot all week, of course they notice.Also my truck was obnoxiously blocking the welcome sign directly across the entry road, very conspicuous.

Even with 90 percent certainty, Green said, veiled, well, I think it might be that car. Captain Aika asked: Can any of you check the license plate? No problem, I'll call you back later. Green radioed colleagues in the parking lot who were about to walk into the canyon, and they confirmed that the truck was still there and checked the license plates.Green called Captain Aika, and his truck was indeed with us. thank you for your help.We'll send someone to the scene. Captain Aika sent Mickey.Officer Weldley drove to the trailhead and asked the dispatcher to try to radio Kurt of Wayne County.Sheriff Taylor.Sheriff Taylor was not on duty until the afternoon, but fortunately Deputy Sheriff Doug.Bliss called back within the hour.

Since the trailhead to Horseshoe Canyon is just past the Wayne County border, the search may exceed Captain Aika's purview.Although my car is parked in Wayne County, if I go north into the canyon, I am in Emory County; if I go south, I am in Wayne County.After obtaining Doug's permission, Captain Aika continued to serve as the commander and launched a series of contingency commands.He had called dispatchers with the Price Department of Public Safety in Utah to request helicopter support. The news that my truck had been found in Horseshoe Canyon reached Elliott at nine thirty-seven in the morning.For the next hour, he spent the next hour on his cell phone communicating the breakthrough, the unfolding of new hope for those waiting.Rachel emailed my friends at Roaring Hollow from Aspen.Steve met Jason at 10:31 in the morning.After Halladay made contact, within an hour I had coordinated two groups of my friends, my search and rescue colleagues, and my mountaineering buddies from Albuquerque and Los Alamos to plan an immediate drive to Horseshoe Canyon.Steve calls Captain Aika to let him know that a team from the Abquillk Mountain Rescue League is ready.Captain Aika assured Steve that he would welcome them to join the search.

At home in Denver, Mom and Ann are working on a new project.They made a search poster and were going to fax it to the United Methodist Church in the Grand Johnson area, asking them to take the flyer to the gas station in town and see if anyone had seen me.Mom cut out a selfie of me on Capitol Hill, pasted that photo on a sheet of photocopied paper, and wrote down my physical features and information about my truck, and finally included the phone number for the Aspen police.Just as she and Ann were at the photocopier making copies, the doorbell rang. Who is it?Mom came downstairs and answered the door and asked loudly.It turned out to be another friend of the church, Sue.Dawes.Sue and her husband, Keith, were the co-directors of the HOPE youth project club I was involved with in high school. University, our family and the Su family are very familiar. Su rushed over immediately after hearing her mother's call for help in the community. Although everyone cried together after hearing her mother's report, they quickly cheered up and prepared for the next more important thing.And when they got the fax machine ready and the fax numbers they had collected to send in bulk, Mom's cell phone rang.The caller was Steve Glenn, Acting Chief Ranger of Canyonlands National Park.Siuan, who had just joined the investigation at this hour and was talking to his mother for the first time, brought good news to her. Mrs. Ruston, we found your son's car.Siuan spoke slowly, in a friendly voice, a way of speaking that he had developed from interacting with the people for a long time. Mom gasped and excitedly delivered the news to those present, almost screaming: They found Alan's truck!Thank God!After Siuan told her mother the latest situation, she hugged Sue and Ann happily, and went to the back balcony to pray that I would be found, which was the only thing they could do now. While the National Park Service and Emory County Police are assisting in directing the incident, Siuan and Capt. Aika are requesting helicopters, rescue dogs, a mountaineering team, ground personnel and mounted police search teams for the search and rescue effort in Horseshoe Canyon. support.Siwan first assigned two investigators to investigate my relevant information.After they enter my name to search, they can see those climbing plans, canyoning travel reports and related photos from my personal website.They deduced that I was an experienced and outdoors person, but not necessarily familiar with the area around Horseshoe Canyon, which became one of the elements of the missing target's profile evaluation. The National Search and Rescue Association's guidelines are to assist incident commanders in assessing the urgency of a missing target, taking into account the number and age of the target, health, equipment and experience, plus weather, terrain and rescue records in the area. From my relevant information, in the incident command guidelines, it is shown as a second-level emergency, which is different from the first-level emergency only in the speed of rescue, the number of people, and the initial input of equipment.However, Siuan added urgency to the emergency response, since I had extensive winter experience soloing mountains over 4,000 meters and had now disappeared for nearly a week. At Siuan's request, a private charter company in Colorado dispatched a helicopter to Horseshoe Canyon just before noon Thursday.The National Park Service then requisitioned an additional aircraft to assist in the search mission.In the mission objectives, Siuan announced that his second priority goal (the first is to ensure the safety of the search and rescue personnel themselves) is to find out the location of Allen, get close to him, and meet him at 8:00 pm on May 1, 2003. shipped him out earlier. Captain Aika negotiated with Wayne County Commander Deputy Doug, who agreed to call his county's search and rescue team, including a horse team, to expedite the search on the ground.Although it was Captain Aika himself who asked for the horseback search, he joked that there was a helicopter in the air, and by the time the horse was brought to the ground, we might have found him.But bring the horses out, and be prepared to spend the night. Terry, a pilot with the Department of Public Safety.Mather received a call for search and rescue support at 10:45 in the morning. Captain Aika asked him to go to Huntington Airport, which is about 110 kilometers away from Horseshoe Canyon, in the northwest of the county, and drop off one of his men. police officer Greg.Fang Ke boarded the plane, and then went to the canyon to search and rescue together. Terry's plane was the first to reach Horseshoe Canyon.Rice area.Officer Wedley took Terry to see my car and inspected some of the equipment on it. After a quick discussion with the BLM at the trailhead and the National Park Service ranger, they decided it would be best to find an experienced hiker. The appropriate place to search is the northern end of the canyon near the crossing of the Green River, so that the second helicopter, upon arrival, would fly over the upper canyon, south of the trailhead. At 1:56 p.m., Terry flew northeast into Horseshoe Canyon, approaching the confluence of Wall Creek and Green River.He steered the helicopter steadily for thirty kilometers under the cliff, along the curved wall creek bed at the bottom of the canyon.In addition to carefully observing the footprints on the canyon floor, Greg and Mitch also paid attention to the slight distance left between the helicopter propeller and the rock wall. It took Terry an hour to fly down the canyon until he reached the Green River.Greg and Mickey didn't see any sign of the hikers, but they figured that if I was injured, I might not be able to signal the helicopter, as there were too many rocks, trees and shadows for them to know where I was . At 2:50 in the afternoon, Terry turned the helicopter around and quickly flew from Horseshoe Canyon to the direction of the trailhead.He had only half an hour of fuel left and had to land and take off.He dropped the two officers at the trailhead before flying twenty minutes to Canyonlands to refuel at Moab. As Terry pulled the helicopter out of the canyon, Meech finally breathed easier for the first time during the hour-long flight and looked forward to stepping on land again.