SOS: Personal Locator Beacon to the Rescue

Daybreak was an hour away when I tiptoed away from camp for a 20-mile run along a quiet forest service road. The route meandered along a slow, winding river deep in the heart of Oregon’s Deschutes National Forest. It was an ideal running spot except for one thing: no cellular phone coverage. Ten miles later when I suffered a bad injury, I wished I’d picked another place to train—or at least carried a personal locator beacon.

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