When I
talked to the girl at Hanser's we figured they would leave first thing in the
morning and they would probably get there about noon time. So we had all morning to wait. We double checked to be sure everything was
battened down so nothing would break.
Morning came
and went and no tow truck. Here we were
thinking we were finally getting of that windy, cold mountain and no one was
there. It really was tough to take. We pretty much were thinking we were not
going to get off this place. It was very
scary. Joe decided to go back to the
emergency phone at talk to them again.
They were shocked that we were still there. Since we were in Wyoming, they called the
Wyoming State Police. They said they
would take care of it. So we waited some
more. We just decided that whoever gets
there first was the one to get us off the mountain. So we waited some more.
I tried to
suggest that he take a nap but he couldn't sleep so he sat in the chair and
dozed. I sat in the captain's chair and
just read my book. I watched as some
people on Bicycles went by and was amazed because if the steepness of the
roadways. These were not young men
either. I went back to my reading and just
waited.
A little
while later I looked up again and there was this strange truck in front of
us. It said Hanser's on it so I called
Joe to say we had company and then I saw the wrecker coming up the road. We were so happy to finally see someone there
to help us. The relief was
overwhelming. We were finally going to
get down off the mountain. 
They got
everything done that needed to be done to hook us up and we were really on our
way! We followed them in the jeep down
off that mountain. It was a slow process
because of the twists and turns and because we
were so long. There was a pilot
car ahead of us to stop traffic on the sharp bends so we could take both lanes
to go around them. It was a slow, slow
process.
The wrecker
got there about 2:30 in the afternoon and we left there about 4:00 to head back
to Billings. We got to Billings Montana
about 9:00 that night. The pilot car and
we had to stop for gas and the wrecker went on.
When we got back on the road we followed the pilot car. We never caught up to the wrecker till we hit
the exit to get off for the place we were staying. They had a place to park the motor home where
we could set up for the night. We could
let out our slides and we were
comfortable for the night.
It was so
wonderful to be able to open it up because we never had it open all the while
we were on the mountain.
It just felt
good for both us to be able to breathe.
On the mountain at almost 11,000 feet the air was thin enough that we
had to light the stove with a match because there wasn't enough oxygen to light
it. All our containers that we used are
sucked in because now we are down to a lower elevation.
We finally
made it off the mountain. I cannot say
it enough!
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