Lacing up my right boot I lean into a dying fire and a spark pops, bouncing off the fireplace screen.

That was close!

Next to me on the couch is a rough map – several pages I photocopied from a book atlas stuck together,

I'm just about out the door for four days of scouting Jimmy Williams' Harley Davidson shoot. Stuff the map, cameras and a compass in a saddlebag and I'm outta here man!

Gone.

11 '03