Springtime in the Rocky Mountains brings brilliant sunshine, cool air, and melting snow. A certain spring day in 1986 found me crossing Wolf Creek Pass in the San Juan Mountains which adjoin the Rockies.
At almost 11,000 feet above sea level, the mostly two-lane alpine highway had only two runaway truck lanes on the westbound side. But I was headed northeast back to the Denver area where I worked in an oilfield job for a wireline logging and perforating company. A branch of our company needed a truck and driver to report for a few days’ work in Farmington, New Mexico. Assignment concluded, I w...
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