You can't land here

Out in the desert you are sometimes asked to join forces with others for the good of a neighbor.  Often times out in Terlingua you might be surprised at what the community task might be.  Raising a framed wall? Repairing a roof blown out by high winds?  Searching for a lost person or even a dog? Those sorts of things happen often in this part of the world.  This last weekend's call to action was none of those.  It was "airplane recovery".  Yep, airplane recovery Terlingua style.  Meaning you crash land in Big Bend National Park and you have to carry your plane out by hand.  My good friend managed to put on some fancy piloting the other day when his engine blew up and managed to set the 205 down between a bunch of arroyos without injuring anyone on board.  Now it's up to us to haul the plane out in pieces miles over very nasty terrain by human and mule power.  No motorized vehicles allowed you know.  So, I can imagine the German tourist hiking along and running into 8 people pushing an airplane wing along on a single wheeled search and rescue stretcher.  Or maybe a couple of mules loaded to the top with aviation fuel and oil.  Next weekend will be as many folks as we can get back there to endure the task of dragging the rest of the plane in
tact several miles with human power.  Keep you posted on that one.