One Family’s Miraculous Story of Survival
Air St. Luke’s lands on the saddle of the mountain in Idaho’s ever-changing weather.
Forming plans at the helicopter staging area. Personnel also stood by here to relay radio communications that could not reach out of the canyon crash site.
The corral where the information and equipment gathering was taking place. At this point personnel were expecting to do body recoveries, not rescues.
The farmers, Nampa fire personnel, and IMSARU riding in for the technical rescue.
Fire crews secure LIMA to prevent it from sliding down the steep slope.
LIMA’s wing torn from the plane by tree.
Heather getting packed up for the hoist.
Heather being relocated to hoisting site.
Hoisting Heather from the crash site.
Strapped in and ready on the skid for the hoist.
Nampa Fire crew manning the tag line for the hoist to keep the patients from spinning.
Jayann being carried to the transport helicopter after the hoist.
Paul Nettleton watching rescuers treat us.
I was exhausted and broken at this point, watching them package Jayann for the hoist. Very relieved someone else was carrying the burden of the rescue.
Captain Brad Warr releasing me for the hoist after saying this was the worst day in my life but the best day in theirs!
Both sides of the front windshield where Jayann and I made contact. Notice my headset stuck in the Plexiglas.
The blood-covered aircraft Scott saw as he approached us for the first time.
A group photo of the Good Samaritans who helped the fire crews pack in and out of the rescue site.
In New York, the gracious captain who shook my hand, asked me to take his seat in the aircraft that took us to New York.
At The Today Show in New York.
This tattoo is Jayann’s reminder of the day God protected us. Heather shares an identical tattoo. I never saw the need as my reminder/tattoo is seen every day in the mirror.
