Exploring Mexico’s Zone of Silence, Where Radio Signals Fail and Meteorites Crash
“The Zone is my passion,” Benjamin Palacios says as we bounce through the area in his 4-wheel drive Suburban, surrounded by mesquite, cactus, and guamis—brilliant yellow flowers resembling buttercups. Palacios, 61, grew up in the village of Escalón, Chihuahua, on the edge of the Zone, and now has his own UFO-themed ranch on the area’s periphery.
As we head into the heart of the Zone, Palacios, a charismatic man with a deep tan and a full beard, veers his truck onto a desert track. Back on the main road, only a few miles away, the radio came in loud and clear. Now, he hits “search” and it endlessly scans. No signal.
This is the CaC shit that belongs in the lucky/unlucky motherfuckers thread.
How do you see that electricity and all that water on the ground and decide to keep filming.
That's not keep filming situation. That's a clear cut, let's get the fuck outta here situation.