GORV - Digital Magazine Issue #40 | Page 35

Miraculously, John was able to get Arthur unloaded and upright, and tether him branch to branch as he coaxed him diagonally forward. Struggling already for an hour, John discovered both lead camels Ted and Arthur had also fallen off the track as they attempted to turn around. It was a nightmare scenario, well beyond his capability, so John used his GPS device to text a friend who raised the alarm. Within hours, emergency services and Jamieson locals deployed to assist in the tricky recovery effort, which, with ingenuity and manpower, was finally completed in darkness with all men, beasts and equipment safe. It was not an anticipated part of John’s adventure, and it left him shaken, cut and bruised. Vets assessed the camels the following day, and all were cleared of injury, though Arthur, who had tumbled the farthest, was ordered on light duties, and wasn’t to wear a saddle or carry a load for a week. When I heard about John’s plight, I felt compelled to offer some assistance. I arrived the day after his ordeal; John was in remarkably good spirits. It was the calm after the storm, knowing he was now safe and grateful for the rescue effort. We again sat around John’s fire, and over dinner he told me it had been a good day because a couple of things had gone horribly wrong, but many more things had gone right. I couldn’t argue with his stoic logic or help admire his perspective. THE CAMELS GO MISSING With camel Arthur unable to carry his usual load, and no solid plans for the week, I offered my Troop Carrier as a beast of burden for John’s next challenge: the journey over Mt Skene into Licola. Just walking the camels out on the steep 4x4 track leading to the Jamieson/Licola Rd, with distant views of fresh snow on surrounding mountain peaks, took a bit of encouragement. With more snow predicted, we pressed on toward the summit of Mt Skene, arriving late afternoon, only to find a cameraman from The Project awaiting our arrival to interview John. With camel Arther on light duties, the author, Stuart Grant, offered his Troop Carrier as a beast of burden.