From: krackula@i.am   
      
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   >Yeah, well I couldn't see the damn thing, but I heard the piece of crap   
   >snowmobile engine. But if you gotta go, you gotta go.  I always find a   
   >spot where the Bald-o-cam can't see me. That generally involves   
   >crawling into a wash since Bald Mountain can see plenty. Friday a damn   
   >Beech flew nearby, er, perfectly timed.   
      
   haha hah ah a ..........  Oooops   
      
   >   
   >Chuck Clark had this project where he was documenting every stinkin'   
   >border marker. He would get the coordinates with his GPS, and take 4   
   >photos (N, E, W, S) . Where the cammo dudes couldn't follow him, they   
   >sent the drone. The FBI raid may have put an end to the project.   
      
   I  think I understand  why he'd  want   to do that ....... but Chuck   
   revealed too much to outsiders and the press  .......  not a wise   
   thing to do.  if he'd kept it more  to himself  .....  I think they'd   
   have simply written him off as a nosy ( pesky )  desert rat ( like   
   they have a bunch of others )   and left him be !  just my  take   
    on it  tho  ........   
      
      
      
   earlier this year  ..... I was hang'in  in some of those  interesting   
   little talked about  " west side "  areas east  off  95 , me and the   
   ole lady .....   and shooting some guns while we were out there as   
   well.  ( a favorite hobby of ours  )  ........ and  we heard this   
   noisy little  gas prop  airplane engine what seemed off in the   
   distance ... it went on  and on  ....... every where we were , that   
   stupid irritating noise was .  it never seemed to quite  " get here "   
   always seemingly like some  tired old piper cub or something  similar   
   passing nearby  in the distance but never  actually passing or  going   
   away.  sometimes it would seem to pass some but then it'd  get louder   
   again ...   
      
   eventually I happened to look straight up  ( nearly right into the sun   
   )  and " there it was " ....... just  slowly circling  ........hang'in   
   right over top of us !  freaked me out when I realized  " we " were   
   the main  object of it's  attention !!   ha ha hah aha   ( gun fire in   
   the right places will bring 'em like a magnet  )   
    it seemed  surprisingly  small ( and was why I missed finding it for   
   so long a time )  , almost like a 1/4 scale model  ( but a little   
   smaller ) ........   but as noisy as all get out , tho  the engine rpm   
   speed wasn't " all that "  fast ..... kinda leisurely actually .....   
   not screaming like a regular model airplane engine does !   
      
   another time ( later on )  I had the pleasure of the company of   
   another  noisy gas " visitor " ......... this one was a little larger   
   and  looked to be a  longer pair of  tapering wings , two  parallel   
   square tubes  , side by side , for the body .... and a normal ( piper   
   cub ) looking boxy tail.   scale still about 1/4 size or so ........   
   quite unusual looking   
      
      
   for some time I began to think " they " changed out those little boxes   
   with the wires ...... this because  I  wasn't  getting any " hits "   
     < wink >  but they still seemed to know  where I was all the time.   
   eventually it dawned  on me they had a NEW way to keep  an eye   
   ( literally ) on  us ...... those stupid  noisy little  drones ( uavs   
   ).  it's interesting they seem to have gotten into those so much   
   ....... a handy  new tool so to speak ...... originally I used to   
   think they were just those slick fancy  military ones you see  so much   
   over at Indian Springs ..... but the security contractors have   
   seemingly fallen in love with their own types  as well.   
      
   sneaking and hiding (  refreshingly  alone in the outback )   
   is half the fun ..... those crappy  noisy little  drones   
   can ruin your day in more ways than one ..... h ahaha ha ha   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)