First let me say that I live off a gravel road in the middle of several thousand acres of land owned by international Paper. No lights what so ever. At 4:00 AM I awake hearing my Jack Russell bark and I can hear footsteps across my front porch (which is more of a deck) and I can hear whispers. My truck is behind the house with the boat hooked to it and I live alone so it looks as if nobody is home. I lay in bed for a second trying to wake up and put it together then realize what's going on. I grab a flashlight and my 12 gauge and head to the front door (in boxers) I swing the front door open shining my light in the face of two 20 something looking homeboys. Both drunk saying they have run there truck off in a ditch and asking for help pulling it out. (Nope not going to happen) I explain to them (while still on guard) that they almost became a statistic this morning. Told them to head to there truck and wait I will send help. I call our local SO's and go back to bed. About 10 mins later I hear two patrol cars flying down my road. Just my excitement to start the new year.