From far away, I saw a ragged flag on a really high pole. There is nothing that direction, why would there be a flag? I walked closer.
With my binoculars I could see that the flag had a faded green cross and 911 on it.
And a sign at the bottom.
I don’t know who put that rescue station there, but I don’t think it was for day hikers like me. Desperate people. Life and death deep in the scrub. A sober reminder that there are different layers to life in the Valley.