>>7526
Well the most infamous ones I can think of are from Fort St. Johns, (or nearby, I'm sure someone on the western front knows,) and some anecdotes out of the Chilcotin. As in the FSJ one where the teacher lady went there and was flown in to the res, and told to report back in a week. After not doing so for two weeks, they flew in to check up on her, at which point she ran onto the airstrip naked with three chugs behind her, after being raped for 11 days straight, or something like that. There are other stories, like how they built houses there, and they would cut holes in the roof and make a fire pit in the basement, because they couldn't figure out the propane. Upon ruining the house, just set up a injun tent on the deck and sleep there.
My favorite injun story is from the Chilcotin was a trapper in a farmer dense area. He was fairly well known by the locals and kept mostly to himself. His wife and him moved cabin to cabin doing that line of work. He had some shitty old stove in his local cabin, and kept it near the door because " it was less work bringing in firewood." Of course it went up in the winter, and his wife was trapped inside. He was in a panic, and a while later one of the locals went there, after seeing the flame. He started explaining, and immediately once he finished his story the rancher asked him, "you had the chainsaw in the sled. Why didn't you just cut through the walls and save her?" All else is speculation, and there may have been a reason for him to kill her, but it's funnier, (and likely more correct,) to think he's dumb.
There are other little stories, like how a man stopped by a river with spawning rainbows, and yelled at the drunken chugs, "what do you think you're doing netting here." After a pause the response was, "well our dogs need to eat." Stewards of the land, in the truest sense. As well teachers in the Chilcotin being astonished that 5 year old kids in school were wearing diapers, only to discover the children had been raped so often that they could no longer control their bowels, and some other horrific shit.
Unless you wanted some cool, badass, Hollywood style story of chug cowboy robberies. In that case I got nothing.