Reminds me of when I met my partner’s step uncle. He was a doctor who used to work ER in Victoria, BC before getting tired of the city and moved north to Smithers. From there he owned a small plane and flew in to work relief for doctors in small northern regions for several months at a time. After crashing his plane he retired from that and spends most of his time hunting moose, fending off bears, and he’s setting up a gold mining operation on a small claim with a friend of his.
It’s just a touch humbling talking to him. That said, he’s not an egotistical person. Friendly as hell, easy going unless you’re rude to people, and while short of stature I’m pretty sure he’s made entirely out of granite, iron, and leather.