We were hunting in Southern Ca not too far from the Mexican border. It actually started earlier in the night as we were driving to a stand location. I had my window down and just heard the hmmmmm of something that wasn't right. Being in the Marine Corps and stationed on Air Stations my whole career, I've grown accustomed to the sound and I looked out my window to see a blacked out helicopter following us. Given our location it was one of two people, military or border patrol. The military has a hard time with Scrappers in the area and patrol it regularly with "Special" helos.
Anyway we kept driving and he kept trailing us, finally I had enough and I just decided to stop and see what happened. He hit the spot light, circled, I think I might have exchanged a friendly wave to let him know he was #1 and then he was off as silently as he came.
20 minutes later we are on a stand, shining the light. Mike was on the roof of the Jeep with the light and I was on the ground with the gun controlling the caller when I heard them again. This time they got to the 100yd mark and lit us up again. He came down to within 50yds off the deck, I guess to ID us. Like a bunch of Illegals are really going to be on top of a stopped vehicle waving a freakin' spotlight right? Anyway, here we are blinded, with rotor wash kicking up dust, Mike on the roof and some knucle head screaming on the loud speaker to remain still and in sight. DUH!!! He circled a couple time, shut the light off and vanished.
We figured we would give up on that stand as might have given our position away..
I know we aren't the only ones to experience this in So. Cal. You just never know what your going to call in, but then again we were playing "Helo in Heat"
