tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3895627459414640476.post8088348393069128675..comments2024-02-06T05:14:38.306-07:00Comments on Somewhere in the Middle of (Western) Montana: Across the Bob—Day 10Cliffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07816858126272332142noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3895627459414640476.post-21904205963083522532010-08-25T12:15:44.136-06:002010-08-25T12:15:44.136-06:00I saw an average of one other party per day, usual...I saw an average of one other party per day, usually from one to five people in a party. A few couples or small families and a few father/son pairings. The boy scouts were a big group. They actually were split into two parties, one of 10-11 year olds, and the other of older teens, because, as the scout leader put it, "they have different conversational interests." Both groups camped in the same areas, but not together. Almost all the people were very friendly. The wilderness is one of few places where complete strangers stop to chat with each other. I only met one mildly annoying guy--a man from Portland who was still obviously in corporate mode, asking rapid-fire questions to find out how quickly and efficiently he and his family could see the best sights the wilderness had to offer. On a few days I didn't see anybody at all.Cliffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07816858126272332142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3895627459414640476.post-25444001631542659132010-08-25T12:01:03.086-06:002010-08-25T12:01:03.086-06:00Wow, goes to show a how person can survive on thei...Wow, goes to show a how person can survive on their own on so little compared to what we all think are necessities. How many people did you see on the trail, overall?Briannoreply@blogger.com