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

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72 OUT OF CAPTIVITYas humanly possible. That was our challenge to ourselves and to oneano<strong>the</strong>r.After our three nights <strong>of</strong> rest at <strong>the</strong> f<strong>in</strong>ca, on what I calculated to be<strong>the</strong> second day <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> appropriately named month <strong>of</strong> March, we setout down <strong>the</strong> slope and across one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> many mounta<strong>in</strong> streams. Wewalked for a few hours before mak<strong>in</strong>g camp for <strong>the</strong> night. The next day<strong>the</strong> FARC provided horses for us. We didn’t compla<strong>in</strong> about be<strong>in</strong>g ableto mount up <strong>in</strong>stead <strong>of</strong> walk<strong>in</strong>g. Our route took us upstream. Sometimes<strong>the</strong> FARC led our horses along <strong>the</strong> water’s edge and sometimeswith<strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> stream itself. The streambed was rock-strewn and angledsteeply upward. I marveled at <strong>the</strong> agility <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> horses. I was beh<strong>in</strong>d ayoung colt that was follow<strong>in</strong>g his mo<strong>the</strong>r upstream over and aroundboulders. At several po<strong>in</strong>ts we moved <strong>of</strong>f <strong>the</strong> stream unexpectedly, andthrough <strong>the</strong> foliage <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> banana trees and o<strong>the</strong>r vegetation, we couldcatch glimpses <strong>of</strong> tumbl<strong>in</strong>g and froth<strong>in</strong>g water from sets <strong>of</strong> rapids.The path through <strong>the</strong> mounta<strong>in</strong>s was a narrow s<strong>in</strong>gle track, with asteep drop-<strong>of</strong>f on <strong>the</strong> downhill side. A number <strong>of</strong> times, <strong>the</strong> groundbeneath <strong>the</strong> horses’ hooves gave way, caus<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> horses to lurch to <strong>the</strong>side or rear up and send<strong>in</strong>g us crash<strong>in</strong>g to <strong>the</strong> ground. More <strong>of</strong>ten thannot, <strong>the</strong> horses rega<strong>in</strong>ed <strong>the</strong>ir balance, but once, my horse fell with mestill on it. It happened quickly. One second I was rid<strong>in</strong>g along, and <strong>the</strong>next I was on <strong>the</strong> ground, with Keith’s voice <strong>in</strong> my ear shout<strong>in</strong>g at meto move. I rolled over just as <strong>the</strong> horse’s massive body collapsed onto<strong>the</strong> patch <strong>of</strong> ground where I’d just been.I probably should have been more concerned about my safety than Iwas, but I was so grateful not to be on foot that I didn’t really care. Notwalk<strong>in</strong>g gave us more time to heal. Still, each fall from <strong>the</strong> horses, andwe all took more than one, aggravated our <strong>in</strong>juries and brought back amore <strong>in</strong>tense level <strong>of</strong> suffer<strong>in</strong>g. We weren’t eat<strong>in</strong>g much, but <strong>the</strong> FARCwere still feed<strong>in</strong>g us a steady diet <strong>of</strong> hope:“Negotiations for your release are go<strong>in</strong>g on right now.”“You’re go<strong>in</strong>g to be set free very soon.”

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