Dealing In Drugs
Get Out Of The Drug Trade-No Ways
Tim never planned to get involved in drugs. Like so many others before him he was tempted by easy money. The danger of associating with criminals did not cross his mind. He was a self employed electrician and television repairman and had worked hard to get his business to start showing good profits .On the sideline he had been storing marijuana for a local drug dealer. However, after eighteen months of being involved with drugs he had decided it was time to get out of the drug trade.
Tim was at his weekend cottage at Forest Falls on December 22, 1980. At 10.30am Jean Wood, who sometimes helped him with his books and who had rented his cottage previously, had phoned to say she was coming to collect some of her stuff she had left behind. Jean and her boyfriend, Paul Hanley finally arrived. She collected her stuff and he walked with them outside. As he stepped outside, a 45 caliber automatic was pushed against his chest. A man he did not know, with shoulder length blond hair and a slight beard, shouted ‘back inside now.’
Turning Tim found to his surprise that Paul is aiming a shotgun at him. ‘You better do as he says.’
Pushing him to the floor, they held his hands behind his back and snapped on a pair of handcuffs. Erik then kicked him in his lower back and face. Then he kicked him in the back of his head and Tim tasted blood. After searching they found 45 kilograms of marijuana. Expecting more Erik attacked Tim with a series of kicks to his ribs and face.
‘Where is the rest? he shouted.
‘That is all that there is.’
Then the blows came down on him. A punch caught him in the mouth, splitting his upper lip. He felt that he was drifting off into semi consciousness. ‘ The rest of the stuff is at my house in Riverside,’ he gasped weakly, his mouth filing with blood.
When Jean and Paul returned, he was still groggy. They had found another 45 kilograms of marijuana and cash. Dazed and bleeding, they pushed him into the back of the van. Then they rode towards the mountains east of San Bernardino, California. What more could they want? he thought, they got everything they came for. Leveling off after a long, steep climb, Tim was yanked through the back door. When he looked again, he was standing at the edge of the chasm, approximately 75 meters straight down.
Surviving The Impossible
He felt the cold gun muzzle pushed against his head, before a deafening explosion send him into space. The blindfold was ripped away by the blast and he felt as if his last moment on earth had arrived. He fell head over heels until his body collided with the canyon wall, his fall was stopped by a narrow ledge halfway to the bottom. His skin was torn and he lay dazed, face down on the ledge. He could not believe it, he had been shot in the head and he was still alive. Tim heard five shots of a revolver going off and a bullet tore into his upper arm. Nausea and dizziness came over him as he moved to some bush growth on his right. As he tried to bury his head as near to the canyon wall as possible, he heard the van start and drive off.
They were most probably high on marijuana and presumed that he was dead. He knew he must move away from his position as they might come back. Struggling to a standing position, he studied the incline to the canyon floor beneath him. The handcuffs had already torn the skin from his wrists and every movement was painful. The only way to escape from his current position was down. He slid off the ledge and scrambled down thirty meters. Lurching through the rocks and bush, he slowly reached the bottom of the canyon floor. With darkness descending rapidly, Tim sat down between two boulders. He knew that his survival would depend entirely on his own ability, as his friends knew he had gone away for a few days and would not be expecting him.
Trying To Reach Civilization
The following morning, Tim came upon a stream, he was desperately thirsty, but any movement caused shooting pains in his head. His wound had reopened and his shirt was soaked with blood. He kept on walking, driving himself forward when he felt he could not take another step. But eventually his thirst became overwhelming, and he had to stop. With his foot he dug two holes in the sandy creek bank. and he knelt and placed a knee in each hole. Leaning over he drank and drank, he was so thirsty, but then he lost his balance and pitched forward into the stream.
Gasping for air, he could not move because his hands were tied behind his back. After struggling violently to move his head out of the water he landed on his back, gasping for breath. Blood was pouring from his head wound and he was scared that he would pass out again. He had lost all the feeling in his hands. The trail became smoother, much to his relieve. He just kept on walking until tiredness overtook him. An icy cold wind had him shivering. The temperature had dropped suddenly and he looked around for a place to spend the night. He found a secluded space behind a boulder and sank down gratefully.
By first light, Tim was following the stream again. Around noon he reached a green valley. Standing on a hill he saw a group of houses a few kilometers away. He struggled on and reached a farmhouse after what felt like an eternity. But it was deserted. He felt despair of ever obtaining help. His senses began clouding and Tim fell to the ground.
Just after lunch on December 24, a farm worker found him. Within the hour he had Tim at the hospital. The doctor removed thirty shotgun pellets from his head. He was also suffering from severe shock, dehydration, exposure and exhaustion. Gangrene threatened his hands. Amazingly, Tim improved significantly within two days .Tim had covered almost 65 kilometers of harsh countryside severely wounded, walking with his hands handcuffed behind his back. That he lived is a miracle and shows amazing endurance.
Jean and Paul Hanly pleaded guilty to armed robbery and assault with intent to commit murder. Paul was sentenced to seven years in prison, Jean to five. They turned themselves in when a warrant for their arrest was issued. Erik Baker, who pleaded guilty to armed robbery and kidnapping, received a six year sentence. Tim received immunity from any drug charges in exchange for his testimony. Tim learned his lesson the hard way, not to associate with criminals.
© 2017 Anita Hasch