I am so fortunate to have friends who know every dirt road and driveable wash in this area. Eager to get outside and distance ourselves from others, I join guides Jane and Leyman for an escape along I-10 on power line roads. There are a few moderate obstacles and Jane leads the way in her jeep this day demonstrating the ease of overcoming whatever crosses our path. Flowering desert blooms make this ride visually vibrant and enchanting.
This week Jane suggests that I follow them down to the Mexican border. The last time I was near the Mexican border, Storm and I were in Big Bend. We enjoyed a short hike along the Rio Grande river while bring serenaded from Mexico by a man singing Cielito Lindo (aka the Frito Bandito song). When I ride out to the border south of Sierra Vista this week, it is very lonely and only the light breeze croons an airy ballad across the prairie.
As we meander south along dirt fire roads, Leyman explains the surveillance equipment that we pass. Tall towers sprout periodically from the grassland but they are not cell towers. I learn that these towers detect movement and can pick up footsteps, vehicles, etc. Once a vibration is detected the tower notifies a border patrol to investigate that sector. I guess wandering jeeps are not a threat as we travel through the area unimpeded.