More on Del

Last night, June, 2, Friday, I rode home and took this picture of Del's bike, because I didn't see him anywhere around. I thought maybe he'd gone to the bathroom.

A few seconds later he came up out of the tree you see to the left, it's growing up out of a steep embankment so I think he hangs out there during the heat of the day.

I said hello, reminded him of my name and that I'd talked to him this morning and asked him again, so what's the secret? What are you doing here staring at the freeway. He said again that he couldn't tell me.

BUT he said it was a "very important matter" and that I would know all about it in the next two months. I asked if it was going to be a bad thing and he said "no." Somehow I believe that.

Anyway, I was really grilling him about whether he lived there in that tree and if he was at that spot every day, weekends and holidays too. He said he's there every day, all day long, weekends and holidays too. But that he doesn't live there. To prove it, he showed me his driver's license (which made me feel a little bad.) I said, "Hey I'm not a cop or anything. I'm just nosey!" But he shoved the license at me so, you know, I checked it out. I won't give his full name here, but Del is short for his given first name and he's 43 years old and lives at a downtown address. His hair was much shorter in the photo, but it was him. Looked like a real license to me, but you know, I'm no bouncer or anything.

I told him I'd be by the next day and ask him again what his "mission" was.

I came by today Saturday, 6/3, on my way to work and he wasn't at his usual spot. I walked over and looked more closely at the tree I'd seen him come out of and it looked like there was an ice chest and some other stuff down there. Maybe he does live there.

I started to ride off and saw him up ahead of me on his shiny bike with his pack. Of course, I flagged him down and asked him again, "what's up with staring at the freeway?"

He said, again, that I would know in a couple of months and that it was very important and that he was working for "the people."

Hmmmmmmm.....

I told him he was killing me with all this mystery and that I'd come by again and keep asking.

He smiled and said OK.

I really want to get a picture of him to post, but I don't want to freak him out.