Several vagrants were camping in a remote NF CG that I decided to just ride through with the wife one day to take a look at when a van pulled in and blocked the exit road after I passed their site and was unloading supplies (large quantities of beer). I waited patiently for several minutes after they finished unloading and then they huddled up and were talking and looking in my direction like they had some mischief on their mind. I calmly took both of my .38 specials out and made sure they saw them and laid them on the dash. They decided to let me pass and moved the van.