Morgan striking a pose

Today was the Balloon Festival in Snowmass Village.  We thought about going, but Morgan didn’t feel like it, so we decided not to go. It was a quiet day, Morgan went to her friend’s house and Steve and I caught up on work.  He also boxed up the umpteenth, “catch the stalker device” for return.  As usual it sounded great in the description, but had some sort of fatal flaw upon actual hands-on inspection.  Unfortunately, we didn’t just need a stalker catcher, we needed a super stalker catcher.

I texted Morgan at 10:41pm, “Coming home? Almost 11?”  Morgan answered, “Oo. I’m at a birthday party. Can I be a little later?”  I said, “How much longer getting really tired?  Morgan answered, “How late can I be?”  I gave in a little, “11:30, but any later will be really hard for me.”  Morgan was a sweetheart and as usual, she just said, “K. ;)”   I reminded her, “Text me at 11:20 when you are leaving & please have someone walk you out to the car OK?”  “Will Do.”  she said.  It was really hard trying to stay awake so I could be out on the front porch when Morgan drove up after dark – I missed those nights before a stalker had entered our lives – the nights that Morgan could come home anytime she wanted, safely unlocking the front door and coming in her own home without us knowing…those days were now gone for us.

At 11:18 she texted “On my way.”  And I answered her, “Ok”

She was home shortly after that and we were lying in bed when our neighbor Rhonda called at 11:48 pm.  She had seen Morgan’s motion light go on outside, and Rhonda’s little dog was barking at that side of our house.

Trying not to think about the stalker didn’t last very long, now Steve was out the bedroom door quickly.  With him was the thermal imaging scope, which he took up to the top of the berm – there he planted himself, and watched.  I could not see where he was, and none of the usual alarms were following him around the house so I waited.

Later he would tell me he spent a lot of time watching the ranch behind us, because from where he sat nobody could cross from the berm around our subdivision to the buildings on the ranch without being spotted.  He could clearly pick out movement all the way down to the Blue Creek subdivision.  He did see movement, only it was just animals, large and small, nothing human, or even close.

That he could see so well in the dark was encouraging, I wondered if he could hide in a car at the end of our street or even across the street, and just watch select houses.  He was thinking that just as suspects had been eliminated that now with the ability to “see” people in the darkness he could eliminate areas.  As in this evening he was fairly certain nobody had crossed to the ranch the entire time he was out there.

Rather than try to chase the stalker, which we had proven to be rather futile, he would pick an area and watch it from a distance.  No attempt to physically capture anyone at all, simply see them enter a house from the yard after a stalking incident.

Morgan was fast asleep when we finally gave up for the night, so we couldn’t ask her, and all I had recorded was a question mark as to if she heard noise on her windows or not, I must have forgotten to follow up on that the next morning.  But there were the motion lights Rhonda saw, and then lights that I saw go on.  Rhonda’s dog had been barking, and Steve decided that in the future that will be enough.  He will go outside, and spend as much time as he can, and eventually he will spot someone moving out there.  Instead of even trying to catch him, he was now just going to try to spot him from far away, and narrow down just where he came from, and where he went to.

We had gone from trying to catch the stalker red-handed to allowing a comfort zone that would let us to zero in on him over time.  To me it was bizarre, to allow him to move about, make him feel like we were backing off, so that eventually we could really catch him, but so far nothing else had worked.

(Police reports later show the “suspect” was not working this evening.  On 9.17.2011 he worked from 1:00 am – 6:01 am & then from 6:29 am – 9:32 am… so he was free this evening to continue his stalking & torment)

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