Because of the ongoing road construction, we changed our route for today’s walk and quickly decided that we liked this route and would do it again.
As we were on the return leg, about a half mile from finishing, my ever-vigilant husband tells me that he saw someone wearing dark clothing run across the road in front of us and head for the tree line. Then we see him swimming in the irrigation canal and he begins waving to us.
I called Border Patrol (BP) and gave them the details; it took about eight minutes for them to get to us; so as we waited, we went back the way we came from to avoid getting any closer to the swimmer, who eventually got out of the water and began walking toward us and motioning for us to help him.
A helicopter flew overhead and then BP arrived in a couple of vehicles. By the time they caught up with him, the guy was approaching some field workers. BP came back to us and said the guy had gotten separated from part of a drug group they had been watching.
It was alarming to come upon him, and if he were just an illegal, I would be a bit more compassionate, but not feeling too sad considering he was running drugs. Glad we are safe and he is out of the water.