You weren't making class distinctions although I know we must be sensitive to these things on the board. Your experience is the same as mine. I flew into a small lake where Alexander Graham Bell had a fishing and hunting camp 100 years ago. Only the stone chimney was standing surrounded by trees. I doubt a dozen persons know it's there. This is wilderness in the Highlands of Nova Scotia, and from a camping spot along Bell Lake I collected eight large orange garbage bags of trash which I flew out in my little float plane in two trips. I left a note that I would report it to DNR if it continued. It was worse the next year. It's common everywhere. There's little respect for hunters and fishers because few admire what we do when we're out of sight.
