My wife and I have a place we bike and run through the woods quite often. There is hardly ever anyone there and it is in a very rural and unpopulated part of northern Maine. I tend to carry my Ruger Alaskan chambered in .454 Casull in a chest holster under a partially unzipped fleece when I bike or hike through the woods. Call me crazy but I'd never want to meet a bear or moose with their young or in a bad mood without some sort of plan B. If you live in bear/moose country most likely you understand. So i set off on my bike in one direction on this 4 mile loop and my wife takes off jogging the other direction. I soon meet up with her and figure I have enough time to complete 2 loops and some singletrack before she finishes one loop and we meet back at the truck. About 1200' feet from my truck on my second loop I meet up with her on the trail. She is headed toward me and visibly upset. She had made it back to the truck and was about to open it when a man approached her and asked for a ride. Now keep in mind we are not even remotely within walking distance of anything - it's miles to the nearest house. She politely declines and immediately but nonchalantly starts putting some safe distance and the truck between her and the guy. He continues asking for a ride, asking where she lives, asking if she's alone, if she's cold, how old she is. She wisely dismisses herself in polite northern Maine fashion and quickly heads in the direction she knows I'll be approaching from. Upon hearing all this I of course am on tilt because her intuition is usually spot on but in the back of my mind I'm really thinking this guy is just mentally challenged or socially awkward. We exit the woods and he's standing there by my truck. A million scenarios are running through my mind as to how to handle this situation and I just approach him cautiously paying careful attention to his demeanor and his hands. I know my draw from my chest holster is a bit awkward and isn't as quick as my waistband holster draw. It really wouldn't have taken much hostility on his part at that moment to convince me to draw and shoot. Taking the entire situation into account - our remoteness, his previous interaction with my wife, the amount of time it would take the state police to respond (no local police up there), my slow draw - I figure I have very little room for error if his intentions are bad and I need to be very proactive. Let me take a moment to frame for you what this guy is seeing. He sees a guy and his wife - whom he had just spoken with and she had taken off like a whitetail deer when he tried to talk to her - approaching him. I am by no means a small guy and I probably had a very inquisitive if not grumpy look on my face. The guy opens his mouth to speak and - I can only assume - he notices the hunk of Ruger on my chest. Even having a somewhat large chest that thing still looks huge on me and the six rounds of .454 casull in the ammo band don't help matters. Now it's his turn to politely dismiss himself from the situation and head god-only-knows-where in very quick fashion. I never even got more than a "hi, how's it going?" out of my mouth and he was halfway down the road. I never will know what his intentions were, maybe he did just need a ride. I guess he didn't need one that badly after all.