Wednesday, October 14, 2009

A Day in El Paso, TX

El Paso, Texas
March 27, 2009

Our day in El Paso actually started out in Houston. We had a connecting flight in Houston that we missed because our plane circled Houston for almost two hours. It was very late, Kellisa was passed out in her wheelchair and we learned that the next flight was in the morning. After a short night at a hotel, we were on our way to El Paso.

We arrived around noon and enjoyed some authentic Mexican food. Then it was off to the Wyler Aerial Tramway in Franklin Mountains State Park. We learned a couple of years ago while on vacation in Gatlinbgurg, TN that Kellisa loves trams and ski lifts.

The tramway is a four minute, 2,600 foot ride up Ranger Peak (5,632 feet above sea level) on a 1 3/8 inch diameter steel cable suspended 240 feet above the mountain walls.

Kellisa enjoyed the ride as it was bumpy, which to her, is more important than the views. The tram was small and driven by a Park Ranger who narrates the ride.


Below is the view from the summit looking out over El Paso, the Rio Grande River and Ciudad Juarez, Mexico. We were tempted to cross into Mexico for a few hours and add a new country to our life lists, but I knew Ciudad Juarez had a reputation as being a dangerous city. After reviewing the facts: over 1,600 murders in 2008 and 400 sexual killings of young women in the last ten years, we decided to save Mexico for another trip.


Kellisa wheeling around the cold, windy, accessible summit platform. We somehow manage to avoid "global warming" on every vacation...no matter where and when we go, including the arid desert of western Texas in late March.


As one tram goes up, the other descends to balance the lines. The trams have to slow as they pass because this is the "bumpiest" part of the ride.



........................After the tramway, we headed to the El Paso Zoo for a few hours:


After much effort and considerable struggles, I managed to get Kellisa to the observation window in the middle of a prairie dogtown. This was one of the highlights for Kellisa and further proof that I have to get Kellisa to as many places as possible before I can't help her anymore.


Kellisa points to a "scary" tiger.

Kellisa riding a "scary" tiger.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Dark Forest

Juniper Prairie Wilderness
Ocala National Forest


Sunset over Juniper Prairie

January 3, 2006

Two friends, Amber Peck and John Parker from Gainesville, FL leave for a backpacking trip to Hidden Pond in the Juniper Prairie Wilderness in Ocala National Forest.

A 19 year old male wakes up in Largo, FL and decides he wants to know what it's like to kill someone. He boards a Greyhound bus headed to Ocala with a concealed AK-47 in a duffle bag. While in Ocala, he purchases camping gear before taking a taxi to the Juniper Prairie Wilderness.



January 4, 2006

Just outside the wilderness area, a young man hitches a ride to Ocala.

January 6, 2006

I am returning to Jacksonville after a business trip to Sarasota and Tampa. My route includes a drive across the beautiful Ocala National Forest. It's mid-afternoon and I frequently include a hike in the forest on my way home. I planned a hike to Hidden Pond after reading about its beauty and seclusion.


I often hike alone in secluded wilderness areas and people usually ask if I'm afraid of bears, snakes, alligators, etc. I always respond that I'm more afraid of the people I might come across in these secluded areas. Usually, you can tell the serious outdoors person by their clothes, gear and cameras. These people do not scare me and are almost always friendly and ready to share friendship and stories. Every once in a while you came across a person (they are usually alone) that looks completely out of place. I'd rather stumble upon a mama bear with cubs than a person who is far off the beaten track for reasons other than getting back to nature.


When I arrived at the trailhead for Hidden Pond, I saw a red truck parked. I did not know at the time, but the truck was left by the friends from Gainesville. The Ocala National Forest has a "wild west" reputation. You hear and read about squatters living off the land, secret meth labs, the "Rainbow Group" and people who just want to walk away from society, ending up in the National Forest because law enforcement agents are far and few between. Usually these people are deep in the forest, but if you stumble upon them, they usually threaten you to scare you out of "their" area.

I went with my instincts and continued beyond the Hidden Pond trailhead. I wanted to leave the area for whoever was in the red truck. I drove a couple of miles and parked at the Pats Island Trailhead. From this trailhead you can still hike south to Hidden Pond or you can split off to the east and hike the Yearling trail. I decided to explore the Yearling trail. The decision was made easier by the fact that I knew there was a family frontier cemetery along the Yearling trail. I hiked four uneventful miles without seeing another person. After returning to the trailhead, I headed for home as the sun began to set.

January 7, 2006

Because Peck and Parker left an itinerary, family members knew where to look when they were overdue. After finding the truck, Peck's father and brother-in-law started down the trail towards Hidden Pond. Around 8:50am they came across the bodies of Peck and Parker. Both had been murdered at the edge of Hidden Pond.

January 9, 2006

I found out about the murders from a friend who knows I like to hike in the Ocala National Forest. After a quick search online, I realize I had hiked within a mile or two of the bodies the day before they were discovered. I also see a picture of the red truck exactly the way I remembered it as I passed the parking area. Police were looking for clues and witnesses. I was not sure what to do. Yes, I was in the area, saw the truck, but I did not see a single person that afternoon in the forest.

January 10, 2006

Before I could make a decision on contacting the police, I read that an arrest was made in the double murder. The driver who picked up the hitchhiker came forward Saturday evening after learning about the murders. Within two days, the police had followed the murderer's trail right back to the mobile home he shared with an uncle.

July 30, 2007

The victim's families did not want to hear the gruesome details of the murders during a trial. They also were not sure if the victims would want their killer executed. The families agreed to a deal that would give the murderer two life sentences after pleading guilty to two counts of murder.

October 8, 2009

To this day, I have not hiked to Hidden Pond. I often think about these murders while hiking, making sure I look around and stay familiar with my surroundings...not that I can do much against an AK-47 from 30 yards away. I'm haunted at how close I came to finding the bodies. Also, just change a couple of days and it could have been me that was killed for absolutely no reason. Below is a map showing how close I hiked to the crime scene.



T The trailhead where the red truck was parked.
---- Trail hiked by Peck and Parker.
X Spot were the bodies were found.
---- The four mile trail I hiked.