Stormy Weather and a Daring Rescue Torrents of non-stop, winter rain and howling horizontal winds had pelted the valley for five days. Don't go to the Tricahue River Lookout," Dimitri warned me. "The water is coming over the bridge and a woman was washed away and drowned there last year."Water washing over the bridge--I've got to see that," I thought. I bundled up but within minutes, my extra-strong Dutch poncho and my boots were soaked, and I would be squishing up trails that had become creeks. I whistled and up came running Bacan (Chilean slang for "cool"), the wise, terrier/spaniel mix and Cachay (slang for "Get it?") the young, not-yet-always-getting-it, black Labrador. They yipped and danced as we headed out for adventure. The pups and I hiked up to the cement slab bridge, where the river
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