I don’t live in this county but I do live in mountains with one neighbor my wife’s mom and you are on your own for the most part anyway. Response time can vary from 10 minutes to 45 minutes. After dark if I don’t know you I answer door with a pistol in my hand behind my back or in my belt. If a strange car pulls up and doesn’t just turn around at my place or moms my oldest son and I investigate, fully armed. She’s a widow woman and will blow you away if you try and break in on her, damned good shot.
We live by the local national park and during the shutdown they started leaving places in park open all the time drawing in lots of neerdowells and some have missed their park rendezvous and pulled up at our place. The latest was a woman in a beat up car at 8:00pm in winter. My wife and I confronted her in her moms driveway and when asked who are you and what are you doing up here? We get stutters and stammering oh she’s looking for picnic area? At 8:00pm in the middle of winter and it 15 degrees ? I told her we keep eye on everything up here and if we don’t know you we will be asking why you are here. She apologized profusely and got out of there. Ignored the no trespassing sign at property entrance. Clearly not national park. Stay armed and aware of your surroundings.
Our old homestead is in the county that’s slowly getting enveloped by the nearby city. We are used to getting teenagers or working joes stopping across the road and coming to our house to use the phone(This was before everyone had a cell phone.)
We knew to expect someone because we could hear them working to start their vehicles, the slamming of hoods and cars doors in frustration, the slightly heard discussions and finally the knock on the door. Our dogs barking to let us know strangers are on the property. Usually a tired, apologetic working man, just wanting to get home to his wife and kids or red faced teenagers wanting to call Dad to come get them. No problem.
We’d open the door and let them if they looked trustworthy or hand them the phone outside the chained door, with a eye to the stand with the .32 Smith and Wesson if they looked quirky.
After our father died and the new road came in, bypassed her, Mom doesn’t get the traffic we once did long ago. Cell phones cut the midnight knocks on the door, too. Still, she keeps pistol in the cabinet drawer. Just in case...