Mountain Man Bruce: Vacation Extra
We met a guy while hiking named Bruce. He's a local. He was hiking north as we retreated south to our campsite. He was heading to a crash site of a WWII bomber that had slammed into the Big Horns during 1943. His grandfather had been part of the original horse rescue team that had tried to get there after the crash.
By the time that they'd gotten there, the bodies had already been looted. The team tried to bring a machine gun back, but it was too heavy, and they ended up hiding it somewhere in the hills.
Bruce was hoping to visit the crash site but it was too snowed in.
It's kind of a neat piece of local history, and if it hadn't been too snowy, we might have been able to visit it.
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Maybe sometime when it is less snowy, J would like to head back up and see if he can find it.
Evidently, there's a book written about it...maybe I can find that for his birthday.
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