Off the Wall: Death in Yosemite
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Gripping accounts of all known fatal mishaps in America's first protected land of scenic wonders.
dramatically plunged 317 feet to the pool below but also while he stood in the middle of the stream exactly where the water began to cascade vertically. Chu’s brother watched him on his quest. He would later report that as the force of the current hit him, Chu belatedly and suddenly recognized the peril. He now tried to scramble back to safety. Unfortunately, rather than try to shuffle backwards, he instead made a quick, almost sideways hop toward the nearby dry rock. This was the wrong sort of
to January 4 told of slow starvation. (Bantel graces the cover of this book.) Hugh McFadden, 59 December 24, 1935 Wawona McFadden had been drinking alcohol on Christmas Eve when he fell into the shallow creek bed near his cabin then failed to self-extricate. He was found 2 days later, dead of hypothermia, (may not have been a snow-related fatality, not in text) Arthur Vern “Jern’ Klingenberg, 34 March 2, 1970 1 mile from Ostrander Ski Hut, Horizon Ridge Trail Klingenberg of Bakersfield with
strip and then fly unusually low over the houses nearby. Parker, it turned out, had taken off short from the 3,310-foot runway. In so doing he had allowed himself scant distance to clear the nearby mountains. With the darkness, they were unable to see how close they were to the ground— or to the tree tops. Luckily, Parker had kept the heavily loaded plane in the air. Later investigation would reveal that Parker had only recently acquired his pilot’s license and had logged slightly more than the
entire miserable day thus far had been a cakewalk compared to what came next. To get Jacovless to the Park’s hospital, the rangers now had to lower him from ledge to ledge in short, challenging stages for well over a thousand feet. “The rescue of these two men,” noted the Superintendent’s Monthly Report for October, “was one of the most difficult and dangerous ever undertaken here, as that cliff is very precipitous with only narrow and slippery ledges, and there were only a few trees to which
Stakkestad’s backpack where the two teenagers had wisely left it to mark the site. Within ten minutes the team also spotted the young man’s body almost directly below his gear, crumpled on a steep slope below a high vertical face. Erick Stakkestad, in his self-assigned mission to get the three lost hikers out of this nightmarish landscape, had walked right off the sloping rock into noth ing but fog and had fallen almost 400 feet. As this teenager’s fatal outcome hopefully illustrates, feeling