Minuteman Project: October Weekend 3

Weekend 3 was quiet all weekend on the Naco line. It was becoming clear that everyone knew where we were and they were simply going around us. After no activity the first night, we decided to move our line to the east along the border. We would get out early and keep hidden and with any luck they would not know we were there. Unfortunately our plans were foiled, as you will see in a bit.

Montana and I drove along the border checking out where we would place the line that night. This is Montana standing near one of the holes in the fence that appears to have some recent activity.






This is a heavily traveled section of the border that had been repaired using sticks found in the desert.







In this photo you can see footprints leading up to the fence, and then under it.







Here is another heavily traveled area. You can easily see the damage done to the fence by the illegals crossing.







This is the same fence. Here you can see the footprints leading up to the fence.






We met up with the volunteers at camp and caravaned out to the line early afternoon. Things went smoothly setting the line and we had everyone hidden pretty well. Just as I was making my way back to Comms I got a call from one of the posts- apparently the landowner was there asking them to move.

Now legally we are allowed to be along the side of the road like we were. However the landowner was having someone stop by to look at the place. I can imagine- we had been in another area and we picked THAT day to move, I would have been even more frustrated if I were the landowner. We agreed to move onto the road until 6:30. This would give away our location, but we all believe strongly in property rights and moved out onto the road.

It didn't go as smoothly as we had hoped. One post had a dead car battery and we had to push the car out of the desert and onto the road. Then we had this bull to contend with. The Sheriff helped out with this one...





After moving onto the road the bull stuck around to make sure we were complying with the landowner's wishes.







6:30 rolled around and we all moved back into our positions. With all the headlights and commotion it was understandably a quiet night. This is a photo of Border Road through the Gen 3 after we moved back into position.




I stayed the night at Comms with Scorpion and Montana. I showed one of the journalists that was out with us that night how to take photos through the night vision. Getting everything in focus is sometimes more difficult that it would seem to be.




Here is Scorpion trying to keep warm.







This is Montana looking through a Gen 3.








I also learned some information about the Volvo. The woman apparently was NOT running drugs, but in my opinion doing something even more criminal, but something that is apparently protected somehow by the First Amendment. She apparently told authorities that she was going into the Huachucas to tell the illegals up there that we were here and where our positions were. Now in my humble opinion that's aiding and abetting felony activity, and aiding and abetting a foreign invasion. I wonder what that is called...