Secure Border Intel Video from the Cali Border

These are late in posting. Most of you have seen them all ready\. Drives me crazy that I can’t be on the line with y’all yet.  But

Ill be back

Border Patrol Agent Dies in Line of Duty

Release Date:
February 3, 2019

DEL RIO, Texas – On February 2, 2019, Border Patrol Agent Donna Doss died in the line of duty in Tye, Texas.

At 8:50 p.m. Saturday, Agent Doss, a 49-year-old Resident Agent, with the United States Border Patrol, in Abilene, TX responded to a call for assistance from Texas Department of Public Safety (TXDPS) trooper on the Interstate 20 frontage road. While on scene, she was struck and killed by a passing vehicle. Emergency Medical Services responded, but Agent Doss succumbed to her injuries at the scene. The incident remains under investigation by TXDPS.

Agent Doss served in the Border Patrol for more than 15 years and is survived by her husband, father, mother, two step-children, sister and two brothers.

Del Rio Sector Acting Chief Patrol Agent Matthew Hudak expressed his condolences to family, classmates, friends, and co-workers of Agent Doss.

“Agent Doss died while performing her duty, protecting the community and the United States.  Our heart, prayers, and support go out to Agent Doss’ family in this time of need,” said Chief Hudak.

Agent Doss entered on duty November 3, 2003 as part of the 569th Session of the Border Patrol Academy and later graduated with Class 584 on June 6, 2005. U.S. Customs and Border Protection will continue to provide updates as appropriate.


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November 11, 2018

November 10, 2018

I have fled the left coast….

I am afraid California is a lost cause. So I have fled the left coast for my home state of Texas.  Just thought I would let the few folks who still read this blog why I haven’t been to the border there in some time.

In the months to come, after rigging up a new UnoMobile and securing the new C1 compound, I hope to make it down to the long, winding and pourous frontier of the Lone Star State.  If any of you ever make it out this way be sure and drop me an email ahead of time so that we can meet and take up the cause.

Wake up America!

Semper Vigilans,



9/11 17 years later…..

I have no words to express the sorrow I feel today.


The Passing of a Great American- Big Bob, Original California Minuteman, RIP

It is with great sadness that I must report that “Big Bob”, one of the original California Minutemen, has passed away.

Here is a paraphrased excerpt (names redacted)  from a note his wife sent to another long time border watcher and fellow Patriot:

“Bob died in the middle of the night.  He fought a long, painful battle with cancer, but he is no longer in pain.  He had been in hospice care at home since Monday evening, His family surrounded him here to say goodbye on his last evening.  He is at peace.”

And here is a story from another Original California Minuteman I received in an email.  Its sums up the kindness, helpfulness and dedication Big Bob showed in his tireless efforts to help secure our porous southern frontier:

“Big Bob really was a great guy.  I had nicknamed him “mother hen” because he was watching the East side of La Gloria Canyon, while us “three amigos” were at 141.  Bob had several “newbies” assigned to him that night, and one of them just “took off” on him into the canyon!  The guy was missing for many hours, and Bob had come over to tell us about him, as he didn’t want to announce it over the radio, in case you know who was probably monitoring our transmissions.  We could then call Bob as Mother Hen, and ask if his baby chick had returned yet.  When he finally did, Bob cussed him out and fired him, as his baby chick had wandered over the fence into Mexico and had wandered as far as the Felix Drug Hacienda before returning to Big Bob’s post…..”

While my first foray to the border was in August of 2005 on a hilltop in Tierra Del Sol, it wasn’t until April 2006 that I began “doing work” in the Campo area of operations.  When I arrived at the headquarters at the PCT I was greeted by Big Bob who took me on an extensive tour of the area.  He showed me all the spots, told me what those places were called and added a little history along with it before depositing me in “The Oaks’ for what would be my first of many days and nights of border watch.

I can’t help believing that my faithful dear departed Border K9 Hot Shot was wagging’ his tail up there to meet him.  Together they peacefully patrol the Pearly Gates.

You will be missed Big Bob.  Thank you for the help and inspiration you gave me.  Rest In Peace Good Buddy