From Covered Wagon to Eighteen Wheeler

“Dad was fearless.....or crazy! Chased a leopard with a flashlight; killed a cobra with a stick; and was ready to dispatch a lion with and old 30-40 Craig.....a British army rifle.”
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“The mare came past me, bucking up a storm. Smaller items were flying out of the panniers (large canvas bags used to carry items on a decker.....a pack saddle) as she bounced her way beyond me. She had broken the pigging string (small rope used to connect a pack string of horses together), and was doing her best to get rid of her load.”
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“I instantly froze in my tracks! I had been pretty skeptical about sneaking up on an elk with the snow conditions the way they were. It had snowed 6 inches the day before.....and the sun had come out.....melting the top inch of snow. It had frozen again, and with every step, I crunched snow.....crunch.....crunch.....crunch.

“With eyes wide open, and walking very slowly, I inched my way through the timber. There were small clearings here and there, and it was on the edge of one of those clearings that I froze.”
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“The day before I had told Anita that a truck had slid backwards down a hill.....had gone over the bank and killed the driver. But....not to worry.....had driven this road in worse conditions.....and never had a problem.”

“Do I abort the hill.....or go for it?!

“Two thirds of the way up the hill.....we powered out! There was no gear I could catch in time, to get us up that hill.....and if I could have.....the 26 tires were not going to hold us from sliding backwards.....over the embankment”

“I waited patiently (nervously) for the Lord; He turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy (icy) pit, and out of the mud and mire; He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.” Psalm 40: 1-2. Parentheses mine.
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“The drizzle had continued.....the traffic had picked up.....the speed hadn’t diminished.....my empty lane to the left.....still there.....still empty”

“The next thing I saw were three lanes of traffic.....ALL at a total stop. I’d crested one of those monotonous hills.....and all I could see were stopped vehicles.....as far a the eye could see.”

“I was bearing down incredibly fast on the last car in that long line of impatient motorists. My heart raced.....my mind said.....’do something.....but don’t hit the brakes again.’”