But
there really is more.. really... there really is..
Do
you know about the Ahhhh ... Minefield?
No
one told you??
Well.....
Yes, there does seem to be some slight problem
with maybe even tons of unexploded ordnance ..... buried just
beneath your feet. What is actually down there is possibly not
an actual minefield but you may wind up just as dead.
Who
knows??
Many
years ago there was a war and our side needed to practice shooting
and bombing and this area was picked as a really good place to
do it.
Not
everything that is supposed to go BANG actually does go BANG.
Sometimes it just goes PLOP and sinks into the mud. Of course,
after a few years of rusting and sinking and earthquakes, it might
finally decide to go BANG. Who knows?
But
the federal department of Fish and Wildlife knows, and the State
of California Coastal Conservancy knows, and the Coastal Commission
knows, and the County of San Diego Parks and Recreation knows,
and the City of San Diego knows, and now YOU know.
About
the Minefield.....
But
civil servants show "progress" by the number of people
they hire and the number of dollars they spend. That is how they
get promoted and get bigger paychecks. So to keep the game going
the best thing to do is keep the sewage flowing and the illegal
aliens flowing and the rapists popping over the border fence and
all the tourists out. At the same time, expand the "park"
and hire more "park" employees.
True,
a minefield in the middle of the "park" does add some
level of political complexity but as long as they can keep the
area of the minefield classified as a bird nesting area then who's
to ever know?
There
are miles of trails in this park. Most do seem to flow from south
to north and all head from low spots in the existing border defenses
to the beach and points north. Thanks to the many travelers furtively
scurrying northwards from Mexico, the area trails are not wide
gentle paths as seen in other parks. Here, the paths are like
narrow brown varicose veins menacingly scattered over the hills.
Others of these trails wiggle through the marshlands but it’s
best to leave those trails not just to the light in spirit but
actually to the very light in weight.