Training Day and Border Update 6,7,8MAR09
6MAR09 Training Day
0700-I ventured up into San Gabriel canyon in my truck to the Burro Canyon shooting range.
I had never been up that road before and it was a beautiful morning with an equally scenic view.
I highly recommend this organization and look forward to training with them in the future.
One day is scarcely enough time to cover everything and we stayed busy all day. Going from administrative sling to ready positions, different ready positions, optimum buckshot and slug range,
tactical reloading, transition from shotgun to pistol, shooting from both right and left sides
and “getting off the X” were but a few of the tactics covered. These are exercises that I will be practicing on my own on my personal range days is the desert.
My left shoulder was a bit tender by the end of the day, as I am not used to shooting from it.
The limits and capabilities of the shotgun were explored at length and Gabe Suarez did an excellent job of cramming a whole lot of training into a scant eight hours.
At the end of the day I thanked him, for as a Texan, stuck on the deteriorating left coast, I was grateful to be able to hone my battle skills 173 years to the day that the Alamo fell.
I am besieged, by a thousand or more of the Mexicans under Santa Anna – I have sustained a continual Bombardment & cannonade for 24 hours & have not lost a man – The enemy has demanded a surrender at discretion, otherwise, the garrison are to be put to the sword, if the fort is taken – I have answered the demand with a cannon shot, & our flag still waves proudly from the walls – I shall never surrender or retreat. Then, I call on you in the name of Liberty, of patriotism, & every thing dear to the American character, to come to our aid, with all dispatch – The enemy is receiving reinforcements daily & will no doubt increase to three or four thousand in four or five days. If this call is neglected, I am determined to sustain myself as long as possible & die like a soldier who never forgets what is due to his own honor & that of his country –
VICTORY OR DEATH
William Barret Travis
Lt. Col. Comdt.
These words continue to inspire Texans and non-Texans alike. After cleaning my weapons and getting a good night’s sleep in my motel room in San Dimas, I felt it my duty to head for the border whatever short amount of time I could serve.
1255- I arrived on the line and pulled up to Patriot Point. Be advised that this is private property now and we are not allowed to stay there for extended periods of time. I called for a radio check and Beast immediately responded, followed by Patriot5. They said they had intel from BP of a group forming by the tank trap. They also said they didn’t think I was going to be there that weekend, and honestly, I hadn’t really planned on it. I told them I was unsure if I was going to stay, to which I was informed that they would let the air out of my tires if I tried to leave! It’s nice to be appreciated I guess. Weasel, Viking, Wildcard and Patriot 5 showed up and introduced me to a new man then we dispersed. Weasel, Viking and I held the line while Patriot 5’s crew left and got some shut-eye, having been on the line all night and through the morning.
I headed for Zuellners High point to view the area where BP had been shot at the night before.
As soon as I got there I watched a man on a trail south on the Pemex and east of the Cap rock watching me. He eventually disappeared behind a hill and would re-emerge from time to time.
There was a campfire behind the hill, which led me to believe a group was waiting there. I also caught the occasional glimpse of a white S10 pickup back there.
I went into the bushes and prepped for the cold night ops by putting on multiple layers of shirts and thermals. Then I moved my truck from it position, in full view of all at the top of ZHP, to some bushes down the hill. I packed my night vision and extra gear in my back pack and tromped into the bush to a previously scoped out nest where I could spend the dark hours viewing the low ground, the fence and beyond.
BP was thick in the area and about nightfall a scope truck came up to the high point.
I exited my hideout in the rocks and went up to visit. I was surprised and please to see it was an old friend who normally travels with a K9 partner. He said he was glad to see me and that he wanted to use the scope truck so he gave the dog the night off. What an awesome job, eh? I watched him scan the area with the scope for a while before saying goodbye and heading off to my layup.
BP continued to man the high point off and on all night. My friend left and went to the 127 and another scope truck took his place.
I watched the large hole in the fence and noticed a group forming there. The last BP truck had left the high point and I thought I was alone up there. I was watching would-be illegals poke their heads around the hole in the fence and occasionally several would move across it or walk to the south.
Then I heard a strange fast clicking sound and was surprised by a lone BP agent with a large thermal binocular recording unit. The last truck that had come up there had apparently dropped him off. He confirmed that there was a group in the spot I was watching and almost simultaneously our boys, on top of 241 with a thermal unit of their own, confirmed more men walking west down the south side of the fence. They apparently met up with the group I had been watching and then entered on the flat land below ZHP. The agent with the thermal had command of the situation and there were agents on the ground in hot pursuit. I watched the group through my night vision and tried to catch them on camera.
As you can see my video was not successful in catching the men.
(I have to hold my little camera up to my night vision device, not too good for accuracy or clarity)
BP caught on the other side of 94 though.
With BP in heavy concentration between 241 and Cap Rock and Patriot 5’s crew on the 241 and scattered strategically between Patriot Point and the 241 I succumbed to my fatigue and left the area about 0030. Before I went I set my clocks forward one hour, removed my license plate blinds and unloaded my Mossberg, locking it in my tool box. These last two tasks are always imperative and especially so on this morning as on the way back to the Horsepuckies spread I was pulled over by three San Diego County Sheriffs in two vehicles.
I turned my cab light on and kept my hands on top of the wheel and, when asked, declared my weapons as well as accompanying permits. They ran the numbers and asked if they could look in my truck. Having nothing to hide I complied and the Sheriff asked after looking inside, “Do you live in this truck?” “This weekend I do,” I replied, laughing. We joked about all the crap I had in the Uno Mobile and they asked me about what I do on the border. They also asked me to please call them if I ever saw any people cruising the border who were NOT minutemen, like Nazis! I told them I had heard a bunch of Nazis had been in the area a few weeks ago and would certainly call them immediately if I saw them, myself having zero tolerance for the racist bastards.
Modern Nazis, what a f______g joke! If you go to the local NSM website they have posted their manifesto. If you ignore the racist BS, (and I hope you do) the rest of their goals sound much the same as the current party in power in Washington! So if you are a Nazi I ask you, how does it feel to finally have a “national socialist” for a president… AND HES BLACK??!!!
I thanked the Sheriffs for doing their duty. In reality just being in that area late at night to me is probable cause enough to be stopped. A lot of bad shit goes on down there in the dead of night. I also expressed my regret that they had to spend their valuable time checking out someone like me who is on their side. I look forward to facilitating the same great working arrangement with these Sheriff’s Deputies as I do with the local agents of the Border Patrol.
I hope to be back on the line at the end of the month but don’t let me not being there stop you from going. I know there will be civilian observation crews augmenting the BP this weekend, 13,14, 15MAR so head on down. As the violence continues to escalate in Mexico we will need more eyes and ears on the border. What have you done for your country lately?
I quote the lines from Colonel Travis mentioned above: “I call on you in the name of Liberty, of patriotism, & every thing dear to the American character, to come to our aid, with all dispatch.”
I will be with you, if not in person, then in the fellowship of the Spirit of America,