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Near death with clothes soaked, lost Homer snowmachiner survives

What was meant to be a short, two-hour snowmachine ride with a earlier this month turned out much differently for Steven Craig, 41, of Homer. After Craig became lost, some 100 people on the ground and in the air spent the weekend battling foul weather in hopes of finding the snowmachiner alive.

Their efforts were successful. Craig was spotted last Sunday afternoon.

Craig, his wife, Rita, and daughters, Kristina and Brittany, shared details of the family's 50-hour ordeal with the Homer News. "It was just supposed to be a couple of hours, a really quick ride between here and Caribou Lake," said Rita Craig of her husband's outing between their home at mile 18 East End Road and the lake. "He's always back within an hour of dark. That's his policy."

Lost, out of gas

At 7 p.m., Rita Craig received a call from her husband saying fog had set in, he was almost out of gas, it was dark and he wasn't sure of his location.

"He thought he was at the gravel pit, but he couldn't guarantee it," she said of an area along the route he planned to travel.

Craig, who is not new to snowmachining, averages 1,500 miles a year. He's usually prepared for emergencies.

"Having some way to start a fire, a SAT phone and having GPS coordinates would be the way to go," he said "I've got that stuff ... but I just didn't have most of that stuff with me."

Calling on friends, Rita Craig asked if they would search the gravel pit area and send up a flare for Craig to see. A half hour later, Craig called his wife and asked if help was coming. She advised him to stay put; help was on the way.

Dead phone

"He texted us once after that, said his phone was dying and to try to get the GPS coordinates off it. We texted back, said we couldn't get it, but help was coming," she said. When Craig tried to respond, his phone went dead.

At midnight, the friends called Rita Craig to let her know they hadn't found her husband, were calling another friend to help and would continue looking.

"I thought for sure they'd find him," she said.

Saturday morning, with no sight of Craig, the Snomads, a local snowmachine club, and the Alaska State Troopers were notified. Searchers endured heavy rain and strong wind to comb the area where Craig had told his wife he was. The day's efforts proved fruitless.

Sunday, a larger group of volunteers met at Kachemak Emergency Service's McNeil Canyon station. With the help of Phil Needham of the Snomads search-and-rescue group and KES Chief Bob Cicciarella, the volunteers were divided into teams and dispatched to a broader search area.

"I asked the troopers if they could check (Craig's) last phone call and see which tower it pinged off of," said Rita Craig. "They said the first phone call was off the Clam Gulch tower, but at 11 am. Saturday, he must have tried to turn his phone on because they got a quick ping off the Anchor Point tower. That's why everybody on Sunday headed in that direction."

Calls of concern

As concern mounted, news of Craig's disappearance went viral. "My sister said she was getting Facebook messages from different countries that people were praying for him," said Rita Craig. "It went crazy."

Meanwhile, Craig was battling to stay alive. Friday night, he stayed with his out-of-fuel snowmachine.

"I kept having to stomp my feet and move my arms to fight off the chill," said Craig, who was dressed in FRX snowmachine gear, a helmet and insulated Xtratufs. "I was already wet by then, but I fought all night."

The next morning, he left the snowmachine and began looking for familiar signs that would point the way home. Craig continued walking through knee-deep, slushy snow and kept himself hydrated with mouthfuls of snow. The only food he had with him was a candy bar and a pepperoni stick. He never heard those searching for him, either on the ground or in the air.

"I was farther out than they thought I was, so they never got to that point," said Craig, adding that he does recall hearing snowmachines, but thinks it was from hallucinations.

Continuing to move kept Craig active through Saturday, Saturday night and Sunday. Shortly after 2 p.m. he heard a plane overhead. It was pilot Charlie Kauffman of Homer who, along with Kauffman's son, Ryan, was part of the search effort. After being in the air for about three hours, the father and son hadn't seen any sign of Craig and decided to look in a search area adjacent to the one they had been assigned.

"We had more fuel and more time and I thought we might just as well keep looking. And I just kind of had a hunch," said Kauffman of broadening his search.

Rescued, headed to hospital

Kauffman's hunch paid off. The two men spotted Craig walking near Cytex Creek, east of Happy Valley and north of Caribou Lake.

"We flew over him a couple of passes, threw out a couple MREs (meals ready to eat), water, sandwiches and a blanket," said Kauffman.

Kauffman alerted others searchers they had spotted Craig, returned to Homer and then directed helicopter pilot Mike Fell of Pathfinder Aviation to Craig's location more than 20 miles from Homer. Needham estimated Craig was within three-quarters of a mile of his snowmachine.

After picking up Craig, Fell headed to South Peninsula Hospital while Kauffman and volunteers Rick Alexander and Todd Green, who were flying with Fell, removed Craig's wet clothes and put him in a warm, dry Mustang suit.

"He was soaked to the skin. He didn't know who we were when we landed. He was mumbling and numb," said Fell. "We started getting fluids into him and getting him warmed up."

Craig's family learned he had been found through text messages between one of the volunteer searchers and his wife. The message was accidentally sent to the cell phone of Craig's son, David, who was in the process of making plans to fly from Las Vegas, Nev., where he is studying, to be with his family in Homer.

"She was trying to text her husband to confirm he'd been found and it accidentally went to my son," said Rita Craig, laughing.

After four hours in the hospital, during which Craig was examined and rehydrated, he was released. Concern about possible frostbite on two toes was ruled out by doctors on Tuesday, with the only remaining physical discomfort a mouth and throat sore from ingesting sharp snow crystals.

Not only is Craig home, so is his snowmachine. Buck and Philip Jones located it and towed it to the Craig home on Monday.

"If it (the temperatures) had been 10-15, it would definitely have been a totally different outcome," he said. The National Weather Service reported temperatures ranging between 30-40 degrees Fahrenheit. "I think I was down to like the last two or three hours. That's what the guys that found me said."

"That's what the doctor said, too," said Rita Craig. "He was pushing the envelope."

Continuing to wear his helmet was a wise decision. "Losing that much more heat would have made a difference," said Rita Craig.

Craig's outer clothing had absorbed so much water they weighed 31 pounds, but were made from fiber that, even when wet, offers insulation. In addition, insulated Xtratuffs were on his feet.

The Craig family is grateful for the unwavering effort of family, friends and strangers to bring him safely home.

"We want to be sure and thank everyone for their support and everybody's prayers," said Craig. "It was everybody in it together. And prayers definitely played a part. That's what brought me home. That's the bottom line."

McKibben Jackinsky, a Homer News reporter, can be reached at Used with permission.

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