Mutt, who I met at the top of Fish Hatchery Road, is another good example. He was on a four wheel ATV, which is the only vehicle that can travel that road. He lived in the area. He stopped to talk to Auntie Mame, V8, and me. He was a genuinly warm and nice person. He had a cooler of beer and sodas that he freely offered. He also told us about how he got his name. His older brother is Jeff. He said that his mother was convinced he would be a girl before he was born, but his grandmother knew he would be a boy and she named him Mutt to go with his older brother's name.
The guy who picked me up at the visitor center yesterday to drive me to town is a trail angel. He shuttles people at no cost. All you have to do is call him.
The hostile I'm staying is completely free. While they may be doing this partly to save souls, they are not pushing the religion so they too may be considered to be trail Angels.
The trail is full of trail angels. Many maintain coolers filled with cold drinks. They refill the cooler with ice and sodas and beer every day expecting nothing in return. These are the people that really make the trail an unusual experience.
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