We had been been traveling hard for 2 days, on mile 37 while passing through the narrows on Brent I hear my name called out from two guys trolling. Nice to meet PortageDog and his buddy. We knew we were going to be in the same area but what are the chances of passing within 100 yards. Wish we had the time to hang for a while but they were headed out and we were bushed. My buddy Sam was stunned to hear someone call my name 1100 miles from home in the middle of nowhere. My lucky QJ decal gave me away.