In Smith's on Sunday, a man recognized me based on my hat. I didn't know him but he had seen me on FR181 and remembered the color and make of the car I used to own.
It was only today that I remembered having met him once, maybe one Christmas Day after I finished my walk on FR181. I had asked him then if he knew why the two police vehicles had driven in on the road. He said they were going to pick up a hypothermic hiker.
Then, on Monday, outside the library, I saw a man walking toward me who seemed to be looking at me so I said hello. He said he remembered running into me on Cerro Toledo 10-15 years ago. That couldn't be correct because I was never on Cerro Toledo in that time-frame. I asked if he meant Cerro Grande and he said yes, he meant that. The puzzle is, though, that Cerro Grande has only been open to the public since 2005. This seems to be a case of mistaken identity. I had no recognition of him.
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