Jampacked Saturday

The parking lot on the west side of Tortugas Mountain was quite full when Becca and I got out there this morning, although we only had close encounters of the third kind with four people:  two women with three dogs (peaceful interaction) and an older man and woman who asked me (the man did) if I knew the way around the mountain.  This was in the exact spot where two young guys asked me the same question a few days ago.  I don't know if visitors are in town early for Thanksgiving, but it certainly was a coincidence.