The guy did exactly what I’d have done.
I would not have left the wallet for some thief.
Same here! And not having a cell phone, what the heck am I supposed to do?
back around 1966 or 67 I was about 16 and was skiing at Boyne Mountain in northern Michigan when I found a big fat wallet on the ski slope. Being the good, honest and naive kid that I was, I immediately took it down to the lift operator assuming he would locate its rightful owner. Yea, right!
One of those winters I also found a pair of new skis hidden in a pine grove near my house (I have no idea how they got there but they were obviously stolen) so I had my step-dad turn them over to the local police department. I could easily have kept them because I was always skiing on years old equipment given to me by an older cousin in Charlevoix but we had to do the right thing.........I don't regret any of the above actions.