37While the floor was covered with mud, the last of the flash-flood had begun exiting, while the rain had slowed to a drizzle and was working to remove that thin silt layer as it did. Tiny rivulets meandered in the dark mass, cutting back to the sandstone floor of the canyon.
I sat bemused by all this, even though soaking wet.
"Help me, please - HELP ME!" A cry shrieked from above, shaking me out of my placid reflections. The calls continued, giving me the urge to do something, anything.
"I'm coming!" I hollered back. Scrambling to my feet, I grabbed vines and sought footholds to get closer to the source of those calls. It was a sheer climb I wouldn't have attempted if it weren't for the dire calls and intermittent sobbing of that unknown and unseen female voice from above. 20 or 30 fee
