I've had a stranger help me and my son once. We were hunting in Yaak, Montana. (This is when I lived in Bigfork, Montana.) We had just come off the hill down to the logging road, when this fella came upon us. He asked if we needed any help. I said no, we can get it. There was a hind quarter left up there about 1/4 mile. Heck we were about 2 miles to the truck. This fella insisted on helping, so we went back up to get that last quarter. Heck of a nice guy.
When we made it out to my truck. I asked the fella, where is his truck? as I did not see any other. It was not far from us. I gave that guy a ride to his truck. When we arrived to his truck. I wrote him a note, (Gift of meat) to him for helping. I gave him the meat he hauled out. He didn't want to take it. But, I insisted.
I never saw that guy again. Heck,I don't remember his name. That was a long time ago. Say, about twenty-five years.
Yep, there are some good people still out there.
