Creepy experiences in the backcountry

Like many of you have mentioned it's the 2 legged predators that are often the worst.

In mid June of 2023 my wife and I took the travel trailer to a lake for a camping weekend. Did some hunting for black bear out there and I came really close to getting a really nice one but didn't get a good angle to get it into the vitals. It was pretty close and he bolted really quick since we both were surprised to see each other. Had I got him this next part wouldn't have happened.

We went back to camp and were enjoying our time around the campfire and doing a little fishing. We were just thinking about packing up when a couple of good old boys came down off of the highway down to the lake on their Harley's and cracked open some beers. This is remote country with not a lot of people or traffic. I got a bad feeling about them so started to pack up our lawn chairs but made a bit of small talk with them while doing so. I thought it was obvious that these guys were sketchy but apparently my wife thought I knew them and decided to come down while I was going up to the trailer with my arms full. The one guy all of a sudden decides to move his bike and almost hits my wife and is acting weird. Now I really want to get out of there.

I finished packing up everything and made sure they saw I had a rifle while doing so. I got mad at my wife for just standing around when by now she knows these guys are up to no good. I had to go one more time down to the lake to check for something and while I'm down there the one guy says "why don't you leave your wife behind" and it was obvious what that scumbag meant. I just stayed as calm as possible and we got the heck out of there.

The whole thing ended up causing a big rift between us because for some reason she blamed me, not her poor reading of the situation initially. We have both talked about it and decided to do things differently next time. There's not much I could have done differently but learned a couple of things to do differently if it happens again.

1- Don't assume that she knows what I'm thinking. It should have been obvious to her but wasn't. Quietly saying lets get out of here to her would have made a big difference.

2- Stay calm and don't get mad at her, it would have made a big difference. She was shaken by that time and was freezing up a bit.

3- She never heard the comment from the one guy and I told her. Should never have said anything until much later, like weeks later when everything was calm. Not as we are driving away.

We have since moved away from the area but I sure do miss it, I was born up there and lived 55 years there before moving to the southern interior of BC. had many wonderful experiences there but only a couple that weren't. Almost everyone we met were decent people but these two yahoos weren't that's for sure. Amazing how something that's going well can change in an instant. I always camp armed with something and always will, you just never know when you'll need something.

I'll post another story in the next day or two when I get the chance.
 
Like many of you have mentioned it's the 2 legged predators that are often the worst.

Yep.

When we first moved south, we were doing a lot of exploration.
I did not need to work at that point, and we simply invested our time discovering our new home.

One afternoon my Lady & I were on a local river, trying for salmon.
Along comes a raft and a couple of tubers.
Raft hits the bank and a very large fellow jumps off it and yells at us Ypippee Ki Yay MF!
Then starts stalking swiftly towards us.

I immediately unlimbered my 1911 (still had a valid carry permit then) and loudly suggested he get his ass as far from us as possible.
Ho saw I was serious, and got out of Dodge rather quickly.

Gives me pause to think what might have been if I had not been packing.

No carry permits for us Biologist types any more.
But a couple of large Wolf Hybrids appear to pack the same effect.

Cheers
 
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