So I got picked up by the border patrol today.

Seriously.

I was out and about traveling for work northwest of town up near the Canadian border when a border patrol vehicle went blowing past me. After it got by me it slowed up and pulled to the shoulder of the road and then fell in behind me again as I went by.

I thought it was pretty odd, but just continued on my way. The guy followed me for about 30 miles as I went down a couple of back highways and then turned onto a dirt road to get to the place I was going. I was just about ready to pull over and ask him what in the world was going on when he turned on his lights and pulled me over. As we stopped another border patrol vehicle zoomed up and the guy from that car jumped out and, I'm not kidding you, pulled his gun to cover the other guy who was busy looking in the back window of my vehicle.

After getting a good look he came up to my passenger window and demanded some ID. I handed it over and asked what was going on. He wouldn't tell me at first, preferring to pepper me with questions about who I was, what I was doing, why I had so many cameras with me and why my vehicle wasn't really registered to me (for reasons related to my business it is registered under a family member's name).

I answered everything as best I could, and eventually I learned from him that an Amber Alert had been issued in my hometown for a man (apparently matching my description) who kidnapped a little girl. It also just so happens that the vehicle he is supposed to be driving also matches, vaguely, a description of the van I was in.

The scene concluded peacefully with the officer deciding that I was who I said I was, but I'll be honest with you...I was pretty nervous there for a minute or two. And I've been around law enforcement all my life.

Glad to know those guys are out there doing their jobs, though.

Anyway, I've been out working (and avoiding the police) all day. What's new with you guys?