I’ve written about my son Mike Blakely (mikeblakely.com), before, who is a singer/songwriter/western novelist, not to mention a nonchalant, bon vivant gallivant…and man about town. What that means is that he has followed the family tradition of avoiding conventional employment. He recently was invited by a large corporate firm to accompany some VIP clients on a wild river rafting “bonding experience” in Utah. During the day they shot the rapids and at night a gourmet chef-prepared meals while he and another musician entertained around the campfire and sipped tequila until bedtime or sunrise, whichever came first. The area was so remote and the one-way water so swift that the only way out in an emergency was several days downstream or straight up out of the canyons by helicopter. But what could go wrong? The second day they found out. A lady accidently stepped on a rattlesnake’s head. At least they think it was accidently, hardly anyone does this on purpose anymore. The snake rattled which startled her and she jumped off but continued to run in place without progress. The rattler then struck her ankle and injected some venom, worse than the brand of tequila they had been drinking. A chopper was called on the emergency phones the rafting company carried and she was airlifted to civilization.