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Hold The Ice
by Lance Reynard
I was hitchhiking from San Fransisco, California to Seattle, Washington in Feb of 76'.
I was dropped off in a semi rural area then decided to walk along as I hitched.
The sun set over a beautiful view of the ocean waves crashing into large rocks that stood as if monuments at the shore and the weather was fairly accomodating.
I felt very complacent and content that evening and was feeling quite exhausted and since the rides were few, decided to take a short rest beneath a pine tree 20-30 feet off the roadway. (I believe HWY 1, in Oregon.)
Since the weather seemed reasonable I took my duffel bag and pressed it up to the base of the pine tree and lay down using it as a pillow.
The waves and an occasional passing car or semi lulled me gently to sleep. There I slept for four to five hours.
When I awoke the first think I noticed is that I felt that I was "gripped" from my neck down.
I could feel , also, that the temperature had dropped, considerably.
Then I tried to move and I could not move my body.
Not even my head.
I tried not to panic and started twisting my neck to find and notice a thin sheet of ice breaking away from my neckline.
I gained motion of my head and looked down to see my body (as much as I could see, trapped.) and my body was totally encased in a thick sheet of ice.
It looked almost as if the ice had been poured onto my body and froze immediately.
Through a series of efforts of twisting and turning I eventually broke free and stood over my form in the ice.
Still lying on it's side.
Immortalized in my memory.
Quite shortly after I had released myself from my 'would be' grave, my body began to shake uncontrollably.
The first trucker that was about to pass, didn't.
I hopped into that warm truck and later that morning I was walking the streets of Seattle for my first day, there.

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