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Friday Night Light

2014-06-27

tl;dr: It's Friday night. I saw a light. In Marfa.

Today was a long short day.

I checked out of my motel late and the spent another hour talking to a local named Richard at the front desk. Then I visited the laundromat. Then I ate too much at a Chinese buffet. I visited the local hardware store in hopes of finding a new sleeping pad (I didn't). Finally, I spent another hour or so on the edge of town under a party shelter reading.

Then I peddled the whole seventeen miles I needed to go today to get to the Marfa Lights Viewing Center. The Mysterious Marfa Lights don't come out until sunset (if at all), so I killed some more time reading every plaque in the park. Then I pulled my book out again. I still had several hours to go.

After a while other erstwhile seekers of the strange and unusual began to show up. And finally, it began to get dark.

And then nothing. Well, nothing exciting.

I played the part of wet blanket explaining in detail to a true believer lady that those lights were indeed cars going through the pass to Presidio. Beyond the many warnings I've read that said if a light looks like a headlight it's a headlight, that those were headlights was just beyond obvious. She could not be convinced. She pulled out her phone and made it strobe, while pointing it at the cars (which had to be forty miles away) and proclaimed, "see, they are blinking back! They are communicating!" Indeed they were, much as they had been, and much as they continued to do, much as car lights tend to blink when viewing them from a distance as they drive through brushy country.

We (saner folks) did get a little excited when we spotted a dim orange light that was far from the road. But it didn't dance or change color or do anything. Eventually I consulted my topo map and found a ranch, airport, and college research station all in that direction. Wet blanket strikes again.

A while later after there was some visitor turnover, a lady pointed out and said, there's something. I turned, saying, "oh, it's just that ranch..." But the light was red, and much brighter, and in a slightly different location, and then it was gone.

So I saw a light.

I stayed on the observation deck until almost 2 AM. Then I laid out my tarp way off in the corner of the park where nobody went after dark. The highway here is busy, and the roads are fenced in, so I had little choice but to stay here. Eventually I fell asleep and was immediately woke by some kids shining a flashlight in my face. They scampered away.

I bet I got a whole hour of sleep. I kept getting up and checking for lights. Around 4:30 AM, I went back to the deck and watched for lights until dawn. Nothing.

small mule deer


picnic area rest room I think


Marfa Mystery Lights


Marfa Lights Viewing Center


aliens will get you


good night Texas


folks waiting for dark


almost certainly not a mystery light


light from passing police car


vinegaroon (whipscorpion)

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