As we’re starting along one of several trails into the Owyhee mountains of Idaho from the Wilson Creek trailhead, Ann tells me about several people who recently went to the hospital for lightning injuries sustained while waiting for Old Faithful to go off in a storm. We deride their lack of judgment just as lightning strikes directly ahead of us. We’re in wide open prairie, no cover at all. And we seriously stall for a few minutes while a few more strikes verify that we are indeed in the midst of an act of pure hypocrisy. So we turn around, but not without some honest recognition that sometimes we really don’t want to be smart.