Then we see this Border Patrol officer across the creek. He's looking at us and we're looking at him. He has binoculars and so do we. He's all decked out in bullet proof vest and water on his back. I watch him climb thru the barbed wire fence in front of him. Then he started walking along the very edge of his high cliff and then he sat for 3 or 4 minutes right across from this giant broken off rock. It was a sorta "where's waldo" moment because he was pretty camouflaged and small. I kept watching to see what the heck he was doing. The guys had lost interest. |
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