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Glenn Hegstad, es un ex "hell angel", que fue secuestrado por la
guerrilla en Colombia y despues de su liberacion, escibio el libro "2
Wheels through Terror". www.stikingviking.net
Ted Simon writes in his web site:
"I was visiting Ricardo Rocco, a passionate rider who lives in Quito and
lavishes hospitality on every biker who comes that way, when I met Glen
Heggstad, the gringo kidnappee from Minnesota.
He spent five weeks of hell as the guest of the ELN, and did his best to
dissuade me from going to Colombia at all, but having failed at that, he
said, "If I had to do it again, I'd carry a red cross. The Red Cross is about
the only thing they respect."
Well, I didn't care for the idea at first. The ethics seemed shaky, and
anyway I couldn't imagine a guerilla saying to himself , "Oh, he must be
one of those Red Cross bikers I've never heard of."
But Ricardo was very taken with the plan, and made me a big red cross
out of contact paper, so I took it along meaning to ditch it later.
Then, on my way to the border I began what became a long series of
imaginary conversations with guerilla comandantes. "Yes indeed," I
would say, trying to ignore the muzzle of the AK47 nudging my ribs, "I
really am a Red Cross volunteer. We carry urgent medical supplies and
blood. Well, no I don't have any with me at this moment, actually, but
they're waiting for me anxiously in Medellin.... "
After a bit of rehearsing I had almost convinced myself it could work.
Anyway, it was better than nothing.
I swept my ethical doubts aside, and as soon as I'd crossed into
Colombia I stopped at the roadside and got the red cross out of my tank
bag.
An old man saw me from his garden, and came out through the gate to
talk.
"How's life? I asked.
He sighed, mournfully. "It is very difficult, very dangerous."
Then, as the big, bold rufus cruciform unfolded onto my windshield like
the banner of St George, he exclaimed:
"Ah, la Cruz Roja. Nobody will molest you now."
I took his words as a blessing and set off for Pasto."
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