We stayed out in the Gallatin National Forest, down a dirt road that was off a dirt road in the middle of nowhere (see our last post). Yet we manage to meet a local who was looking to do some shooting.
Rich drove up in a Ram truck so we knew he was a good guy. He was looking for friends who were planning on shooting up here.
Rich was from Colorado but has a place her in Cooke City as well. He filled us on in the backfire that had been set her to stop a fire in Yellowstone. That explained the dead trees and the view.
As we talked we could hear his friends in the distance. They had found a spot.
As the sun passed behind the hill behind us Rich headed out and left us to wonder how we mange to find people to talk to everywhere.