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Posted by OldBones-Larry Jul 9, 2018

Why do I post the Caravan Blogs?
Because I like to spin tales or tell a story?
I suppose that could be one of the reasons, but not even close to the real reason.
Because I can attribute the passing of my brother, mother, and my father to smoking?
Just that fact is a really great reason to post as I do.
This is probably the biggest reason that I post the Caravan though.
I have aluded to many reasons before.
The things I saw while working in the ER and the hospital itself.
The autopsies that I assisted at on victims of smoking.
The damage I saw at those was horrible to witness.
Lungs black with tar. Hearts swollen three times there size. Tumors filling tissue. Blood vessels choked closed with plaques.
Those are good reasons as well as just wanting to help others over the rough spots of giving up those death sticks.
I have never told anyone the main reason though.
I have been keeping a secret for close to five years now. I feel I can finally talk about it now, so here it is.
As many of you know, I underwent bypass surgery in 2013. October 22 to be exact.
Things went very well for 11 hours.
They opened my chest and at about the one hour mark I went onto the machine. My body now survived with a machine breathing for it and keeping the blood flowing.
No breathing or pulse for me as they needed no movements in my chest while they worked.
I guess you could call it a pseudo-death.
Now comes the reason I work so hard on helping others on this journey....
The time came to take me off the machine. They re-warmed my body and watched for a return of activity to my heart.
Nothing happened!!!!
My heart just lay there with absolutely no movements at all.
My heart would not start again. They tried many things and worked for some time, but things were not looking good.
I seemed to be gone for good and they stopped their efforts.
Just as they were going to give up, Creator Above decided that I was still needed here on Earth Mother.
My heart began beating on it's own.
I was sedated in ICU for several days, then moved to the floor.
I recovered and was sent home to continue healing.
I also made my quit journey and crossed NML. I did it one step at a time, the same as my recovery from surgery.
The Caravan was born during that journey.
Was it easy? No!! With the help I found here I made it across that desert though.
I vowed during that journey that I would do my best to help so nobody would be in the position I had been in that day.
I can only offer help when I can now. I hope Creator will not regret his decision that day.
As you cross that desert, know that I am watching to offer help if I can.
That is the secret I have kept for all these years, and the main reason I post the Caravan.
Travel safe my friends.
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master


Battle is Joined

Posted by OldBones-Larry Jul 8, 2018

Early this morning I heard sounds ahead as we traveled. The Nico-Baddies we were trailing had set an ambush.
The scouts had discovered this and worked their way around to set up their own ambush.
They sprang the trap when they saw that we were close enough to close the escape from our direction.
The fight has been give and take for several hours now. They have a good position, but we have them surrounded. They can't escape us now.
The Sheik and myself have been discussing how to handle this.
We could rush them and just overpower them. That could result in the loss of many of our men though.
We could just settle in and starve them out as we have the men to keep them entrapped. This is much safer, but keeps up tied up here for an extended period.
As we have been talking, I have been trying to figure out why this area feels so familiar. I feel I have been here before for some reason.
Just a minute ago one of the Bedoins came in and told us that a fragment of pottery had been turned up during the battle.
Now I remember why this place feel so familiar.
There are some buried ruins close to here. We battled the relatives of this bunch very close to here.
In fact, they are entombed right over there if I remember correctly.
I relayed these thoughts to the Sheik, and he agrees that this is the area I feel that it is.
Our plan now is to try and push this bunch to the ruins. We know that there are vipers nesting in some of them.
Once we get them there, we will hold them from escaping. We have supplies and manpower enough to hold here for several days.
The presence of these people will stir up the nest of vipers and they will most likely become victims of the nest.
I will keep you informed of occurences as they evolve.
These guys will not be bothering you.

Travel safe my friends.
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master


Hunting Nico-Baddies

Posted by OldBones-Larry Jul 7, 2018

I received word yesterday from the Sheik that a trail had been found. A party of riders had headed West from the Oasis that had been ransacked. The trail had been lost, but riders picked it up again.
Reports from a bedoin say that relatives of the Sema twins and the Butt brothers are the culprits.
I left immediately and am riding fast for the trail. I will join up with the Sheik and we will track these guys down.
I will ask the Sheik and his men to deal with them after they are questioned. The Bedoins have their own sense of justice, and I for one will not deny them their traditions.
The supplies I sent have arrived at the oasis and it is getting close to being repaired.
The caches have been rebuilt and the pool of water cleaned of the disgusting things that had been thrown in it.
Supplies of leather and rope have been replaces as well as the grasses for the camels.
I have been told the Ima Deer and Who Gnu have been spotted checking trails for damage also.
I appreciate their dedication to keeping the trails safe and open.
I must get back on the trail now.
Travel safe my friends.
Keep a sharp eye for traps.
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master