As people began ignoring you with you stuck in sand, Greg, and with the heat as a factor -- why didn't you use your cell phone to alert family AT LEAST (to be safe) rather than *waiting hopefully* for a possible good samaritan to come by next?
I now have learned to *expect* that selfishness or ignorance from people (sadly enough) and therefore don't get mysely in *any* sticky or * potentially* sticky situations. If *I* saw sand anywhere I wouldn't even get near it. OR get myself in any potentially "iffy" areas where people are few and far between if I needed help. I inspect my immediate surroundings VERY as I drive along when out-n-abt alone. Even IF I'd been there before. A quad died stuck in sand (according to Medical Examiner Dr. G) walking her dog on a hot Florida summer day a few years ago. Got overheated when she was supposedly going after her dog by going through sand. Not too smart. She was also in a semi-secluded park area where her calls were not heard or could not be heard of air conditioned brrmmmm noises in surrounding buildings. But not even able-bodied folks were out in THAT heat or at the park with *their* body *thermometers*working. She could not have been too smart doing what she did. I don't go out and go far alone on hot sunny days here in the desert either. * It's been hot the last couple days here, Greg, and Phoenix is always a bit hotter than here in Tucson. Ahem!* I went the equivalent of 2 blocks with my niece 2 summers ago with the sun bearing down at 97 degrees. Came back and needed to go inside ASAP for A/C. She felt fine cuz she lives in VA where it's humid and the desert heat here doesn't FEEL as hot. Anyway, I learned my "heat tolerance" in the 1980s on a hot, humid summer day where I'm from in NY State. A small group of 5 of us at a park under shady trees and with drinks. But it was a SUPER HOT humid day for NY and I just kept get getting hotter and hotter. I was embarrassed so kept quiet as everyone else was ok. STUPID me. Barely made it to my HOT VAN parked in the sun and the 25 min drive home. I woulda passed out but my Ex began pouring cool water over my head at home inside and I was then ok. ONCE IS ENOUGH to learn. My heat tolerrance is pretty high -- AND I LOVE THE HEAT/WARMTH. But I ain't stoopid enough to push my luck or get into precarious situations after that one time in the 1980s. Or just using common sense. Lori Michaelson Age - 44 C4/5 complete quad, 29 years post Tucson, AZ On Sat, Jun 13, 2009 at 10:46 AM, Greg <[email protected]> wrote: > I walked my dog this morning down to the golf course, we find balls and > he picks them up and puts them on my feet rest to take home. I was in the > back parking lot and tried to go over a 5 foot wide dirt patch that connects > to a golf cart path. I do it all the time, but they spilled sand all over > the area. Of course I ended up getting stuck in it. I waited about 10 > minutes then 2 guys (looked about 18 years old) walked up to T-off. I yelled > “Can you help me”. They looked over, but did nothing. I waited till after > they T-offed thinking they would help after they hit the balls. I yelled > again, but all they did was look at me, talk to each other and looked away. > As they were walking to the next hole, they got closer so I tried 1 more > time. One calls back “How are you stuck”. I told him I was stuck in some > sand. They just looked at each other and kept walking. So I yelled back “You > guys are cold blooded.” The next group of guys that came by helped me out. > > I can’t believe guys would do that. At least I didn’t have to > wait too long. It was starting to get very hot out. > > > > Greg > -- Lori C4/5 complete quad, 27 years post Tucson, AZ
