[Wyody]

Originally Posted by Wyoming53

I don't take to whop whop whop. Twice in my career, we went whop whop whop splash. Swim swim swim, get picked up.

Gotta tell this quick if I can. I was working an area known as DiamondFork - south of Provo Utah and east into the mountains. One of the pilots had just bought an interest in the company and started taking "shortcuts" mechanically. Came a morning he wanted me to go blasting on "Mollie's Nipple" (honest-to-God) in lightning. This meant taking myself and a few-man crew and climbing wet, gray, shaley granite in the rain ... pulling out yards of copper cap-wire, hooking up to 160 pounds of dynamite, blasting it by radio-signal in a lightning storm - while sitting about 25 feet away from the dynamite.
I said "Sure, just a minute", went and got my then-ladyfriend out of the office, took her, went and loaded the truck, drove from Utah to Lake Superior, rented a cabin on the lake (Silver Bay) and stayed for two weeks walking the beaches and forests of NE Minnesota.
Two days after I left, the pilot crashed the chopper - killing one and maiming a few. I would have been on that chopper - it crashed on Mollie's Nipple - a peak in DiamondFork canyon