Well, I was a little sleep, food and water deprived when I got myself lost. After that, it started raining, so I slept. My main focus was water and trying to stay as warm as possible. I couldn't find the road, so I wanted to find a place that I could see the sky. In case people were looking for me or a small plane flew low. The best place was down by the river, but there was a lot of vegetation when I would go down. I finally found an open spot where the miners had some equipment, and I camped out for what must have been 2 or 3 days. At one point, I had a feeling I was about to be rescued, so I shifted positions. Not much longer, I saw a tree move, and 2 men appear. They called the police, and the National Guard flew me out.
I really don't mind talking about it. It was not traumatic for me, I never paniced (well, I started to at one point when it was raining and I started to slip into hypothermia, but I pulled myself out of it. That is actually when I ditched my cotten clothing). If you have specific questions, feel free to ask away.
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