Wes Coffey
π€ SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
And then Cole grabbed my arm, hard enough to bruise, and he whispered two words.
We're leaving.
We backed out of the clearing.
We didn't turn our backs on the gut pile.
We walked backwards into the timber, rifles up, scanning.
When we got to the trees, Cole turned and started walking fast, heading south, back toward our ridge.
I followed.
We didn't talk for about ten minutes.
We just walked, fast.
Not a jog, but the kind of pace you can sustain for a long time if you have to.
After 10 minutes, Cole stopped.
He looked at me.
His face was white.
He said, We need to get back to camp, pack everything, and walk out.
Tonight.
We're not staying another night.
I said, Okay.
He said, Whatever made that pile, we don't want to meet it.
I said, Okay.
It was maybe 10.30 in the morning at this point.