Frustration–I’ve goofed up some things today and I’m in a pissy mood.
I decided to do my run this morning since I was up early and had things to do this evening. I went to St. Ed’s park. When I turned into the parking lot, there was a car backed into one of the spaces closes to the road; I started to pull in next to it, as prefer to be out by the road as opposed to pulled in to the trees, but changed when I realized there was a man sitting in the car. I pulled into the spot across from him. That park is notorious for car break ins, so I sat there for a minute, watching to see what he was going to do.
It was odd; the windows were all rolled up, there was no front license plate, and he didn’t seem to be doing anything. I waited. I waited some more. He started the car, and I opened my door to get out. But he didn’t pull away. He sat there with the car running. I went about my business, getting my shoes on and my stuff together. He still didn’t do anything, only now he began gesticulating wildly at times, putting his hands in his head like he was upset, weird stuff.
So I got back in the car, closed the door, and got out my phone. It had been more than 10 minutes and so I called 911. They put me through to the Travis County Sheriff”s office, as the park was their jurisdiction. I described the situation and that it was off and seemed suspicious to me. They said a car would be out to check.
I figured I had two options–to leave in the car or get onto the trail. It seemed pretty clear he wasn’t getting out, and the sheriff was coming by, so I quickly got out and bunnied on down the trail. I turned to look, and no, he hadn’t gotten out of the car.
I ran from St. Ed’s over to the entrance at Bull Creek, the full trail. I was so dang slow but I just told myself time on my feet was important. Oh, it was hot. Ugh. And I was pestered unmercifully by a horse fly. But the run back was better than the run out and I was happy to get back to my car and find it alone and unmolested.
I pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards Loop 360. Now, there is a second, small parking area to the side of the road…and guess what I saw there? You guessed it, the creepy guy sitting in the car. This was two and a half hours after I’d called the cops.
Now, a grown man sitting in a car outside of a secluded park for three hours is just trouble. I pulled over as soon as it was safe and called 911 again; it took another 10 minutes to go over everything because the dispatchers were disagreeing on whether this was APD or Travis County. Suddenly, he pulled out of the parking lot and drove away. I got the first three digits of his license plate but he was going too fast (and had no front plates) so I didn’t get it all.
If you’re at St. Ed’s and you see a guy parked in a metallic green VW Passat with no front plates, that’s him.