MPS: 889
MPE: 893
MHT: 4
Looking down to Tully Hole where I camped.
I awoke at 8:00 AM feeling better again. I wandered around the nearby meadow to find a satellite signal to call Wendy. I found out that a horse rescue would cost about $800.00 and take ten hours to come get me. I decided to hike to Reds Meadow Resort. I packed up and started the 900 foot climb to Lake Virginia. It took me two hours to go the 1.9 miles to the lake. I rested at the lake and had something to eat. I was feeling lightheaded and did not have much energy.
There was another ridge to climb and then down to Purple Lake. Looking down at Purple Lake, I realized I was going to need help. I pulled out my American Alpine Club emergency rescue card. I should have done this yesterday, but I just did not think I was that sick. My call for help by satellite phone got dropped twice while I arranged for a rescue. I continued down to Purple Lake and set up my tent in a do not camp here place. I did not have a choice as I could hardly move. I took a nap.
Hikers watch from the trees our departure.
Around 5:00 PM I heard a helicopter fly over the lake. I took a look. It was circling around the lake with someone hanging out the side door. I waved when they got close. The lake was surrounded by trees so I did not think they would be able to land. A couple hiking by helped me pack up my stuff. The helicopter was able to land on a small grassy patch above the lake around the corner from me. Two California Highway Patrol guys (with guns!) walked down the trail towards me. I was very happy to see them. I was walked over to the helicopeter. After a discussion of weight – me and my gear, it was decided that I could take my pack with me. I sat on the floor behind the pilot, Mark Uhlenberg. Helicopter Flight Officer/Paramedic, Marty Martain clipped himself in and sat by the open side door. We took off in front of a group of hikers watching from the trees. These guys were great. I never once felt afraid while we flew over what I had hoped to hike.
Putting the helicopter back together after my rescue.
We landed in Mammoth Lakes where we were met by Bill Greene from the Mono County Sheriff Search and Rescue. I had declined an ambulance ride. Bill was coordinating my rescue. I found out there was a group hiking to Purple Lake to spend the night with me in case the helicopter was not able to land. He took me first to Motel 6 to check in where I left my pack. Then I went to the Mammoth Hospital Emergency. I was dehydrated and my stomach was bleeding from ibuprofen irritation. My blood was lacking enough oxygen to hike with a full pack, especially at 10,000 feet. I spent the night.