Del Puerto Canyon is located near Livermore, in California's San Antonio Valley. Miles from anyone, it was here where James Richards began chasing his dog on September 9th 2009.
What happens next sounds like bad fan-fiction on a theme of X-Files, Wonderland and Oz, but Richards swears it is true.
The dog was forty yards ahead of him, hurtling after rabbits. In hot pursuit, Richards failed to notice a rabbit hole on his track. His foot slipped into the hole and he went flying.
He came to sitting in an armchair, in a residential room, with the sounds of traffic whizzing past. His head was sore and bandaged. He had no idea whose house this was, and that was worrying.
He'd lost consciousness in a wilderness, so had to have been transported away. His visions of having been abducted, whilst helpless in the desert, weren't alleviated when the door opened to emit Jonas. The tall, dark-haired man gave Richards 'a greasy vibe'.
Yet Jonas was the perfect host. He checked on Richards' head wound, then gave him water to sip. Later, as Richards remarked that he was hungry, Jonas cooked him food. He said that he didn't usually take in strangers like this, but Richards was obviously in a bad way. Later, Jonas helped Richards get home.
So far so random act in the kindness of strangers. But this wasn't the strange part.
Understandably perturbed about no longer being in Del Puerto Canyon, Richards asked where he was. Jonas blew his mind with the answer, 'About 20 feet from where you fell.'
This was impossible. Richards came from Livermore and he was familiar with the terrain of the San Antonio Valley. He knew there was no house within twenty miles of where he'd been knocked out. But before he had chance to become even more concerned by the apparent lie, Jonas explained himself further.
They weren't in the same dimension as that in which Richards had fallen. He was indeed close to the same space, but not time. Jonas had taken him through a portal into a parallel world.