Moss Gropen

Relics of the Cold War right next to Scripps Ranch Twisting and turning deep into a no-man’s-land — hopefully minus the Claymores. The first time I ventured beyond the gate, it was padlocked, so I scrambled up and over a low dirt embankment to the left and kept running. The land east of I-15 ringed by Tierrasanta, Santee, the Sycamore Canyon/Goodan Ranch Open-Space Preserve, Poway, and Scripps Ranch was to become my zone of inquiry.

911 hijackers settled in Clairemont, Santee beer thief shot and killed, thresher sharks chase kayakers in La Jolla, my eccentric Golden Hill landlord, cyclists arrested in Sycamore Canyon Former FBI agent Mark Rossini, who was assigned to the CIA’s Counterterrorism Center, said CIA officials blocked the memo to the FBI because the agency was complicit with Saudi intelligence agents who were trying to recruit Khalid al-Mihdhar and/or Nawaf al-Hazmi.

Developers too close to Cleveland Forest, my last 90 bucks lost in Del Mar, my daughter killed in Ramona, go to TJ for suicide, Craig Venter opens in La Jolla “Start over there, where the sand is shiny.” For wet-sand hunting, Russ recommends the area of the beach kept perpetually wet by the tide, so that’s where I go. I imitate Russ, who ambles along, passing his coil in an arc an inch above the sand.