As of 0000 I’m on the road to David’s abode.
I was surprised to discover that I’m going to be stopped at the border going into CA. Do they know they can do this at their southern border too?
Apparently, I’ll be asked if I have any vegetables or fruits. I’m going to have to fight the temptation to tell them that, no I don’t, but that I’ll be passing through Sacramento and the Bay Area and that I’ll be sure to pick some up along the way.
So, in an attempt to keep the hoodoo off me, I’ll be rocking along with Dr. John as I leave Oregon
Here is a bonus musical interlude to carry y’all through to tomorrow.
They can ask, but they can’t require you to answer.
Stop at the stop sign, and respect the posted 15 MPH speed limit.
Smile and wave at the faux border guard and say “Have a nice day!”.
I got stopped on the border checkpoint on CA58 at the AZ line, and I had more than one weapon on board that didn’t meet CA restrictions. They never asked about weapons, and if they had, they would have gotten an eyeful of my LESA04 card, but I didn’t have to play it that time.
The border inspection stations have been there as long as I can remember travelling down I-15 into Cali, 40+ years. Their purpose is quite simple: protect California’s agriculture from imported pests and diseases. They do double up the purpose for commercial trucks and check your paperwork (if you’re loaded).
Sorry, this one doesn’t come under the heading of Left Coast looniness, rather its pure economic self interest. Oh, and occasionally in the past they’d also hand out tourist guides.