During the month of September, I have been doing a lot of driving in both rural Colorado and rural New Mexico. These are big states, with lots of wilderness. Get lost or stranded in the wrong place or at the wrong time of year, and you will be a goner. Each year there are many examples of these tragedies. But things can happen when you least expect it, right on the highway. A few weeks ago, my sister Susan and I took the High Road to Taos on our way back to Colorado. Not too far from Taos, we were stopped by a police barricade. We had no idea what was going on, but other people who were also stopped told us that a person was being stabilized in an ambulance before he was loaded onto a Flight For Life helicopter. It took almost an hour, but eventually the patient was loaded onto the helicopter and traffic was allowed to proceed. Originally I thought it was a car accident, but then I saw a bicyclist and a van loaded with bicycles on it's roof and realized it must have been a tourist on a biking trip through the mountains who had a heart attack. It proves that you just never know, and that it is a damn good thing we have Flight for Life around.
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