If anyone wonders where I might have gone, presumptuous of me maybe, here's an explanation. On July 31st the Queen and I set off for Canada's east coast in our Dodge campervan for a month of leisure (actually to shoot fishing villages) but only got 6 hours from home. We pulled into a Provincial Park around 8:00pm just south of Ottawa, registered for a site, and 5 minutes later as we approached the site our rig burst into flames. Flames shot out from beneath the hood, up the passenger side window and windshield. It was very intense very quickly. I jumped out, helped my wife down and then called for the dog. The flames were about 10' or 12' high already at that point. He was curled up in the back at the time. He, Elwood, is a standard poodle and very well trained not to set a foot on any furniture, including in the camper. He refused to exit through the driver's door as he'd never done that before and was also sensing the urgency in my voice which was gaining in volume and pitch. He refused to jump up on the seat. He could also hear my wife screaming 'FIRE' frantically. I ended up jumping back in, with my chest on the seat, grasping him by the shoulders and dragging up and over the chair to pull him out. We quickly got behind the truck and distanced ourselves from the rig as it became fully engulfed, hissing and crackling. This was all happening deep in a pine forest in an area that had been under a fire-ban for 3 months. It was terrifying, to say the least. The fire crews got there 25 minutes later but all was lost by then. By all I mean everything one takes for a month on the road which in my case, being brought up a Boy Scout, was everything I could possibly need for any occasion that I might encounter. About $70,000 worth of contents including 90% of my photography equipment, 'ALL' my cameras, all my lenses, laptop, USB drives, ipods, cell phones, wallet, purse, cash and all our travel clothing. We were wearing shorts and t-shirts and my wife wasn't even wearing any shoes. We just stood there in disbelief. Fortunately, other campers came to our aid with water, fruit, dog food, a leash, a cell phone, etc. I couldn't even rent a car the next day without any ID or driver's license. This situation obviously pales in comparison to what thousands of others are experiencing today in California and my heart is with them at this time. I travelled the west coast from Canada down to LA in the fall of 2016 as some of you may remember from my postings here and absolutely fell in love with Northern California. A few months later several of the bridges were washed out in the rains and land slides and I felt so lucky to have seen it when I did. So, for the first time since I was 7 years old, I don't even have one camera. I've literally had to learn to live without taking pictures. I reach for one at least once a day! The insurance claim is still not complete so I haven't replaced anything but one cell phone at this point. It has been daunting and humbling. My heart sincerely goes out to all here that are being or have been affected personally by the current fire situation on the US west coast. Hug each other tightly and remember, it's just stuff.