But it was unlikely any hikers would show up at this picturesque location today. It was late in the season now and the air was cold.

Randal looked out over the ocean, briefly enjoying the view, the rising sun behind him, the dark ocean as far as the eye could see. He inhaled deeply, feeling refreshed and ready. The Special then threw on a backpack, grabbed a duffle bag, and carried the reeva over his shoulder. Ran tromped into the tall grass, following another foot path that eventually led him to the edge of the cliff, the beach community below.