Predictably, a couple Border Patrol vans rolled up, wanting to check out what I was doing. I asked them if there were a number that I could call next time to let them know what I was doing out here to save them the hassle of coming to check me out and they gave me one.
At first they were telling me that I couldn't be on the border road and I gave them one of those over the top of my glasses "really?" looks. And then he punted and said "well if the Ranger catches you out here he might give you a ticket," referring to the National Park Rangers who never ever come out here and certainly would never bother writing a ticket for something like this.