My packhorse Faith, had just fallen off a 300ft. cliff and was still plunging when two giant 10 ft. angels hovered off the cliff. One seemed to be the leader. “What do you want?” he asked.
I blurted out, "WHAT DO I WANT!? SAVE HER!"
He calmly answered me, as my horse is still falling,“Do you want the load, too?”
“'YES! SAVE HER 1ST, AND THE LOAD 2ND, OK?" He got his orders. With the speed of light, they flashed down and drove her between two trees almost too narrow to get a horse through, she went through, but slammed her panniers so hard they stopped her cold, bounced the panniers off the arches, as she jumped out of the girth, and panniers slid down to the trail below. Her death? No! But the topo map said that she DID go down 300 feet!! The angels stopped her downward plunge still on her feet, by stopping her trajectory towards a perpendicular 20 ft. cliff, would have broken her neck, or leg, who knows? It was another 50 yd. down to the switchback. I know, because I was there
That same shelf was her savior. She waited there for me, too scared to move, and we had to figure out how to get her out of there, we were over 30 miles and a day from help.