The Lost Champion Quotes

“If you ask me, it looks like some kind of L.A. gang fight instead of a sheep herding contest.”
― Lawrence Wertan, The Lost Champion

“This is no hog. This is the Bael Quey.”

“Bael Quey?” Anna Mary asked.

“Chief of Evil Spirits,” Limping Wolf answered. “According to Indian Legend, Bael Quey is the ancient spirit of the predator. Tales of its savagery are as old as my people. It lives for the taste of blood. It hunts for the pleasure of killing. It feeds on terror. Throughout the ages it has taken the form of different animals, grizzly bears, mountain lions, wolverines, even men and now this terrible hog. Bael Quey brings death and destruction until the rage and fury burns itself out like a fiery meteor, blazing downwards to explode.”
― Lawrence Wertan, The Lost Champion

“Matt McCracken and Dan Parker were opposite sides of the same coin. They were solitary believers in a landscape of disbelief. They were pilgrims in a harsh and unforgiving wilderness. And they were both tough as glacier ice in February”
― Lawrence Wertan, The Lost Champion

“Sheriff, there’s been a plane crash up in the Breath of Hell.”

“A plane crash?”

“Yes, Sir. A small commuter plane, BSA Flight 721, with eight people on board. The Civil Air Patrol called us because we are the closest ones to the crash site.”

“The Breath of Hell in a snow storm,” Matt muttered to himself.”
― Lawrence Wertan, The Lost Champion

“The plane descended into the rugged mounts of southeastern Idaho as Brown repeated a desperate Mayday call. They were streaking downward into Bear Claw National Forest. It was thousands of miles in the most pristine, pure and rugged wilderness in the United States. It was a place where the roar of grizzly bears and mountain lions could still be heard. The plane nosed down into an isolated canyon. It was a tiny speck on the map know only as “The Breath of Hell.”
― Lawrence Wertan, The Lost Champion

“Some people swore by Airedales. It was claimed they could out run, out swim, out jump, out climb, out track, out bay, out fight, out think and out love any other breed of dog alive.”
― Lawrence Wertan, The Lost Champion

“Airedales aren’t weenie dogs,” Anna Mary snapped. “They’re tough as tractor tires.”
― Lawrence Wertan, The Lost Champion

“The breeder had pressured the new owners into showing the promising young puppy. After McDuff’s first blue ribbon in Puppy Class, they were hooked but for the wrong reasons. Most people are involved in with dogs because they had that one special dog in their past. That special dog had been a friend, a confidant and fellow warrior against life’s travails. They now searched for that special dog once again but the search was for a memory which, like dreams, is vapor and shadow.

Alice and Arnold needed the status of owning an American Kennel Club Champion. The man, more than the woman, had no particular love for the breed or dogs in general. McDuff had, in fact been a big disappointment because of the legendary Airedale WILL. The Airedale WILL compares to the proverbial immovable object meeting the irresistible force.”
― Lawrence Wertan, The Lost Champion