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Out of Captivity : Surviving 1,967 Days in the Colombian Jungle

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Changes <strong>in</strong> Altitude45bl<strong>in</strong>ded mule. I edged closer to <strong>the</strong> mule and f<strong>in</strong>ally climbed aboard. Itkicked just a bit, but with Farid hold<strong>in</strong>g its re<strong>in</strong> and whisper<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> itsear, it quickly quieted. Farid jumped on <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r mule, and with <strong>the</strong>sound <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r guerrilla chopp<strong>in</strong>g away, we headed up <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rtrail. When I looked back, it was as if <strong>the</strong> trail had closed beh<strong>in</strong>d us.I was glad to be <strong>of</strong>f my feet, but rid<strong>in</strong>g a saddled mule didn’t give memuch relief. Every bounce up and down was transferred through myalready beat-up feet. We were on a steep <strong>in</strong>cl<strong>in</strong>e, but with <strong>the</strong> mulesmov<strong>in</strong>g at a good clip, we soon came to a more or less level area <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>trail. To my left and to my right was darkness, but ahead <strong>of</strong> me, through<strong>the</strong> branches and v<strong>in</strong>es, a dim light fa<strong>in</strong>tly shone.A few moments later we exited <strong>the</strong> jungle <strong>in</strong>to a large clear<strong>in</strong>g wherewe were greeted by a breathtak<strong>in</strong>g panorama <strong>of</strong> mounta<strong>in</strong>s spread outacross <strong>the</strong> horizon; each peak cast a silhouette aga<strong>in</strong>st <strong>the</strong> violet backdrop<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> sky. About a half mile or more away, a little campes<strong>in</strong><strong>of</strong>armhouse sat on a promontory overlook<strong>in</strong>g this vista. An extremelysteep switchback trail led up to <strong>the</strong> farmhouse, and Farid and I pausedfor a moment, both <strong>of</strong> us tak<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> view. Sitt<strong>in</strong>g on <strong>the</strong> mule, Ifelt as if I was <strong>in</strong> a Hollywood western, com<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> from a hard day <strong>in</strong><strong>the</strong> mounta<strong>in</strong>s round<strong>in</strong>g up <strong>the</strong> herd to br<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong>m <strong>of</strong>f pasture for <strong>the</strong>w<strong>in</strong>ter.When I got to <strong>the</strong> house, a group <strong>of</strong> six o<strong>the</strong>r guerrillas was <strong>the</strong>re.They were sitt<strong>in</strong>g outside around a small fire. They’d driven two smallforked sticks <strong>in</strong>to <strong>the</strong> ground with a metal rod rest<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> crotch<strong>of</strong> each. Suspended above that on <strong>the</strong> rod was a large pot. One <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>guerrillas opened <strong>the</strong> pot and steam escaped, and <strong>the</strong> smell <strong>of</strong> chickensoup wafted across <strong>the</strong> air. Though I could feel my <strong>in</strong>sides gnaw<strong>in</strong>g at<strong>the</strong>mselves, I turned down <strong>the</strong>ir <strong>of</strong>fer <strong>of</strong> food. I was feel<strong>in</strong>g so alien,so dislocated from everyth<strong>in</strong>g that I’d previously known, and so angryat <strong>the</strong> situation that I couldn’t br<strong>in</strong>g myself to sit down to a meal with<strong>the</strong>m.The house was divided unequally <strong>in</strong>to two rooms—a larger ma<strong>in</strong>

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