Good Morning Gentle Readers,
Sometime during the last twenty-four hours the new owner piled small boulders around a couple of No Trespassing signs blocking the roads leading to the lake. I can respect that, and we did. The guy's naivete is touching however, because nobody else will. Short of twenty foot fences topped with concertina wire and machine gun towers at all corners, he isn't going to keep anyone out except me and the dogs.
This is an era where off-roaders carry bolt cutters to cut through fences and locked gates. It's not that nobody respects private property, but that seems to be the rule for shooters, off-roaders, and others who mistake the open spaces of Gavilan Hills for the county dump. Five will get you twenty that the signs will be history by Wednesday. People will simply drive around the rock piles and do what they've always done.
Dam shame though, the dogs loved to cool off in that pond after an hour of racing around in the hills like crazed mad men.