At one point yesterday, we ran into a guy on a four-wheeler. It was a little strange to hear an engine cutting through the complete silence of pt. reyes. He said, "Where are you coming from?" Kay pointed a direction, and said "the trailhead." He continued, "I'm lost on 3,000 acres of farm land." A little while later, he ended up on our trail passing us. There were some very narrow parts of the trail that didn't look wide enough for a vehicle. I hope he made it home ok.