The White Death Page #4

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Art took a couple of stabs at

and I watched him go up the mountain

or go up the slope.

He must have gone up I don't know,

I'm guessing six seven eight times.

He came down and I decided to go up

and I got up on top and I got stuck.

At that point in time

I was pretty much stuck like this.

So I got off the low side of my sled

and pulled down on my front ski.

My machine just moved over me and

everything just started moving.

I was almost to the bottom getting

ready to turn around and go back up.

I just got a big push from behind

and snow dust everywhere.

And when the dust had gone down

enough I turned around.

The snowmobile

was buried to the seat

and my legs were

buried right along with it.

And I turned around

and I could see the ski

of Brian's snowmobile, but no Brian.

Buried alive, Brian has little more

than 30 minutes to live.

And when everything came to a stop

it just turned real dark.

My eyes couldn't focus on anything.

And I went into a

very frantic time frame.

After trying to get control

of the situation and just calm down,

I tried to move anything and

everything I possibly could.

I tried to move a finger

in my glove inside my glove

and I couldn't even do that.

And I ran up to where his

snowmobile was

and looked around

but I didn't see any sign of him.

It's about the most helpless feeling

you can have.

You know that there's somebody

that needs help

and you don't have any idea

where they are.

The snow was compressed

to my chin like this

I... I could move...

I felt my cheeks moving

and my eye, my eyelids.

I could only move my stomach inward.

I just screamed.

And after I calmed down

I just remember saying

"help me God."

And we kinda started digging just

with our hands within just a minute

we realized that that wasn't

getting us anywhere.

We could only dig maybe

a foot or two deep.

It was just gonna take too long.

So then I figured out

that I thought we needed a probe.

And I asked Mark if he had anything

and all he had was a saw.

So Mark took off with his saw to

find a stick or tree

or something that we could use.

When you try to search for

something you can move other

then your lips and your eyelid

you just surrender.

I just remember surrendering.

And I just kind of went to sleep.

I didn't know what else to do.

We were probing close to

the snowmobile

and started working up the hill,

and probably within 10 probes

I hit something that felt...

it had some elasticity, it wasn't,

it didn't feel solid.

And I told Mark I think I have him.

Brian was seconds from dying

of asphyxiation

not just from the lack of air

but from the extreme pressure

on his chest

Barely a few feet down, he might

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