The Wyoming Badlands

The master and his apprentice were out in the wyoming badlands studying geology and hunting petrified wood.

Student: "Master, what if I get lost in the badlands? How would I ever find my way home again?"

Master: "Face into the gale. You will be looking west."

Student: "But Master, what if there is no gale?"

Master: "Then you are safe because you are no longer in the badlands."

The badlands of Wyoming are my favorite place to be. There is nothing that brings me more animal pleasure than sitting cross legged on the very edge of a badlands mesa, facing directly into the gale, just as the sun is setting over the far horizon.