“Probably just some old-fashioned likker-makin’ going on up in them thar hills.”
A couple of decades back, I got lost on some dirt-road near the Pigeon River after taking the wrong exit off I-40 not too far from the NC / Tennessee line, and was greeted in the middle of the night by a couple of gentlemen with shotguns who did not seem too eager to make my acquaintance. Went into my best “baffled ignorant Yankee” act (not too tough under the circumstances) and politely asked for directions back to the interstate, which they graciously provided.
Not so sure how lucky I was to walk away from that one, but grateful none the less.
There are places out there that have good people. You just need to have faith that they're there. But local law enforcement also knows well enough to advise "outside aid" to steer clear away. More than enough "revenuers" have gone in and never come out again.
——Act——
You were in fact a baffeled yankee