PolymathPioneer
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Week before last I was out with my daughter to purchase her first rifle in Helena Montana. While we were driving to the Sportsman's Warehouse in Helena, we saw a down and out rancher that was asking for money with his wife off of Montana st. We had to shift lanes at the light to donate twenty dollars and I wanted to show my daughter its important to help your fellow man. There were two men on bicycles crossing (out of towners that flood in during the summer months). Suddenly one of the two men started shouting at me furiously because he was annoyed that my vehicle was at an angle impinging the crosswalk where the other cars were letting me through to make a right turn. He started to gesture at me wildly (he wasn't waving hello) and began to curse at me and my daughter loudly (including disparaging words regarding Montana locals). (In my family we don't curse so my daughter was upset about the encounter). He approached the side of my vehicle still shouting and gesturing aggressively and as he did I rolled down my window, without saying anything, just looking at him with my emerson CQC7 ready. The other man suddenly grabbed the aggressor and pulled him away saying at the same time, (to his buddy), he was in over his head. They scrambled off and after we donated to the rancher and his wife we continued on our way. Goes to show, always have your EDC.
Encounter Clarification:
I did not flash the knife, I don't believe in making threats. My emerson was folded and clipped in my pocket out of sight. I believe it was how I was looking at the guy, which his friend interpreted I was prepared to take action, (he was right).
On a lighter note, my daughter told my wife and family friends at dinner I watched the men like a Montana rattlesnake.
In hindsight, which is 20/20, I had progressed mentally from a combat mindset of condition yellow to condition orange.
Encounter Clarification:
I did not flash the knife, I don't believe in making threats. My emerson was folded and clipped in my pocket out of sight. I believe it was how I was looking at the guy, which his friend interpreted I was prepared to take action, (he was right).
On a lighter note, my daughter told my wife and family friends at dinner I watched the men like a Montana rattlesnake.
In hindsight, which is 20/20, I had progressed mentally from a combat mindset of condition yellow to condition orange.
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