I met the hermit in the 1970's. I was camping in the park when it was less regulated. Walking along the path one day a man in rather ragged clothes stepped onto the trail. He had a sweet smile and talked nonsense, mostly clicks and hand gestures to try to express himself. I ran into a park ranger down the trail and asked about the man on the trail and was told he was a Russian who they think may have gone overboard from a Russian fishing ship off the coast several years earlier and who suffered amnesia from injury and trauma, but they were not sure. His hand gestures were used to indicate he wanted a cigarette. He was not simple, but was not able to talk clearly. He was very sweet and gentle.
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I met the hermit in the 1970's. I was camping in the park when it was less regulated. Walking along the path one day a man in rather ragged clothes stepped onto the trail. He had a sweet smile and talked nonsense, mostly clicks and hand gestures to try to express himself. I ran into a park ranger down the trail and asked about the man on the trail and was told he was a Russian who they think may have gone overboard from a Russian fishing ship off the coast several years earlier and who suffered amnesia from injury and trauma, but they were not sure. His hand gestures were used to indicate he wanted a cigarette. He was not simple, but was not able to talk clearly. He was very sweet and gentle.
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