Yesterday we headed south through the bombing range to see the border fence. We've been told there was no way to drive close, and if we did, expect to be checked by every authority anywheres nearby. Well, we drove right up to it, had our lunch there and never saw any authority person. We've also been told to pack, so we all do. Scary stories out there. But we've also been advised to share food and/or water to anyone who needs it. As we headed back, we came upon several Jeep-type vehicles headed towards the fence. A busy area...
The purpose of the fence here is beyond our imagination. The little hilly range behind it is nothing but sharp rocks, plenty of other more easily accessible areas nearby.
Oh-oh, an illegal alien coming through on our watch...oops, sorry that's just Margie. We were able to hop back n forth at each end of this section also...lol
It was supposed to be a partially sunny day into the upper 60's, but the weather didn't cooperate. Therefore, we all had several layers on to keep warm. Oh, to my family, I got rid of my pink hat. It was getting so dirty in the pack on the quad. Black is where it's at!
I mentioned in my last post the dryness of the desert around here. Brown is the pre-dominate color. About 2/3 of the way south to the border, the desert turned bright green, everything leaved out and the flowers were blooming. We're guessing the clouds we've seen in the Mexico direction have brought lots of rain.
PS...Speaking of rain...the wind blew a vent off last night. This morning Norman headed into the bathroom, sat down and shouted out it was raining on him...lol...This is a posed picture:
The vent was still attached and is now taped down (for the time being).
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