Book Seven: Chapter 100

Scaling Haleakalā in this manner would have taken days if not for Mike’s control over the forest. Control wasn’t even the best word for it--he asked politely and they moved for him. In fact, he wondered if they were just grateful to have someone different to talk to. There was a sense of curiosity from the flora, as if he was a unique creature on exhibit.

This also made him ponder the nature of his land’s location. How in the hell was anybody supposed to get there? In Oregon, anyone could walk right up to the property, but would get dissuaded or disoriented at the last moment. According to Dana, outsiders couldn’t pierce the visual veil there, which made it slightly different than what happened at home. If he stood naked in his front yard, his neighbors would absolutely see him, but either the geas would clothe him or their attention would simply wander.

Even the property in Ireland had been easy to get to. A short car ride had made the trip almost instantaneous. However