Wednesday 22 January 2020

Cave survivor recalls day of terror when boyfriend was swept to his death

The Thai cave tragedy is all too familiar to Helena Overton who survived a similar ordeal, says Rosa Silverman

Thai soldiers try to connect water pipes (Sakchai Lalit/AP)
Thai soldiers try to connect water pipes (Sakchai Lalit/AP)

Rosa Silverman

It was on June 23 that 12 Thai boys and their football coach, on a school trip, entered the Tham Luang cave in the northernmost province of Chiang Rai and failed to emerge. They have now been trapped for two weeks - and it was 10 long days before British divers were able to navigate the narrow, flooded passages to reach them in a race to beat the monsoon rains.

Yet, the concept of time in such dank subterranean darkness becomes difficult to fathom. What day was it, the boys enquired of the divers when they finally arrived. Now, as time ticks on, they continue to sit tight, as everyone from the Thai authorities to the British diving team and US billionaire Elon Musk, tries to establish the safest way to free them.

That sense of disorientation is something Helena Overton remembers well.

Almost 11 years ago, she, too, was trapped in a Thai cave, when a travel adventure went fatally wrong. Helena (nee Carroll), from Solihull in the West Midlands, UK, recalls only too vividly the terror that gripped her on that fateful expedition in October 2007, of which she was the sole survivor.

After a torrent of water rushed into the cave where they were trekking, her boyfriend of four years, John Cullen, died. Their two guides and five other tourists - three of whom were children - were also swept to their deaths.

Overton (32) has never wanted to talk publicly about her ordeal. But the ongoing drama in Chiang Rai has brought the memories back.

It was supposed to be the trip of a lifetime. Cullen had lost his father 12 months earlier, and was due to take over the family business. But, at just 24, he wanted to see more of the world before he settled down. "So we decided to go travelling," says Overton, who at 21 was working in office administration.

The couple, who had known each other since primary school, booked a year-long trip, during which they would spend several months in Thailand, before moving on to Australia, then Japan. It was while they were working at an elephant sanctuary near Pattaya, on Thailand's eastern gulf, that they met up with a friend who had just done a cave tour in the southern province of Surat Thani. "He told us to do it, so we booked," she says.

But Overton, now a mother-of-two, had a long-standing fear of drowning, and knew she was out of her comfort zone. Sitting in her parents' garden as her four-year-old daughter plays nearby and her 10-week-old baby girl sleeps, she outlines her trepidation that day.

"It wasn't my type of thing," she explains. "I said to John, 'You'll take me back to the beach tomorrow?' and he said 'Yeah'."

With them on the visit to the Nam Talu cave in Khao Sok national park were a German boy and his mother, as well as two Swiss girls and their stepmother.

Accompanied by local guides, the group took a two-hour boat trip to a village, from where they trekked for two hours through the jungle to reach the mouth of the cave.

"I remember thinking 'Why am I doing this?'" says Overton. "I knew there were going to be bats and spiders." Twenty minutes in, disaster struck. "We heard this massive roar," she says. "We turned around and the water had just come in. It was like a big wave."

Horrified, Overton saw the German boy engulfed by the flood.

"The water was rising and rising and we were getting pushed up. I just thought 'We've had it'," she says. But, above the water level, she found a small ledge. "John told me to sit there so I did. He was on it for a bit, but then he decided to go and get help. I never saw him again."

Cullen's body was found at the mouth of the cave a few hours later, along with the others. Overton, knowing nothing of this, remained perched on the ledge, waiting for rescuers to arrive. The group had left their passports with the tour company, so the people there would know there was still someone missing, she reasoned. Yet, as time dragged on, nobody came.

"The operation you see now [to free the Thai boys], you think that's going to come into play, but it just didn't," she says.

After a while, Overton began to accept that she was going to die there.

"It was scary, because I was all on my own," she says. "I was screaming and shouting, 'Help! Help! Help!' Then I thought, 'I'll jump down myself'.

"But I was in the pitch black, I had no torch, nothing. The only thing I was watching was a glowworm, thinking 'If the water rises over it, I'll be gone'." As more time passed, Overton wondered if it would be preferable to get death over with.

"Would it be easier just to jump and get on with it, or to wait for the water to rise? Should I just end it?" she remembers thinking.

"I thought, 'if the water keeps rising, it's just going to be more painful, that kind of death, so if I jump it would get it over and done with'."

Terrified, and shivering in her bikini top, vest and shorts, she recalls: "I started singing. I prayed. I think I was scared of going unconscious. It was really uncomfortable, and just so dark. "It will be terrifying for those boys. No one can hear you."

Eventually, she heard shouts. "I'm here!" she screamed back. "I'm here!" It was a local man. He came barefoot and carried only a bamboo cane. Speaking broken English, he guided her out and, with a group of other rescuers, they trekked back through the jungle, leeches climbing their legs.

Covered in cuts and with searing pain in the base of her spine, Overton was amazed to learn she had been trapped for 16 hours.

She also learnt that the man who found her, whose name she still doesn't know, had insisted on advancing further into the cave after rescuers had given up, convinced she couldn't have survived.

"I've always wanted to find him, because if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here today," she says.

"They told me John was at the pier waiting for me. We got there and I said, 'Where is he?' They put me in an ambulance and I said, 'Just tell me where John is'. They said, 'He's dead'."

Overton, who had to identify the bodies of her fellow travellers, believes she was falsely told that her boyfriend had survived out of fear she would go into shock; potentially dangerous in her weakened state.

Instead, the shock - along with the nightmares, devastation and abiding sense of guilt - came afterwards. After the life-threatening Weil's disease that kept her in hospital for a week, after she'd laid John to rest, after she'd received counselling, returned to work the following January and met her now-husband Stewart.

"It hits you later," admits Overton. "I had so much guilt for a long time.

"But I've moved on. I've got married, I've got two kids - you have to get on with it. I probably would have done something really harmful to myself if I hadn't. But it'll never leave me."

She says the trapped Thai boys will be able to take some small comfort from having each other for support. "But it will be very hard for them," she adds. "It will stay with them for the rest of their lives."

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