It happened in a flash. One minute I'm wallowing around in GTA waiting for my job at AMEC to start, and the next instant, I'm on the greyhound bus headed to the Detroit airport for a flight to Seattle. The reason? My old swashbuckling companion Tim Sneider was embarking on a road trip from Victoria to Ontario and in need of a partner in crime to explore the coast and mountains of Washington, the sage country of Idaho, Yellowstone National Park, the grasslands of Wyoming, the Black Hills and the Badlands of South Dakota, the prairies and then of course the shitty states in between there and Ontario. Our targets were birds, mammals, open country, and the open road. Our fuel was beans, beer, quesadillas! What we had was our own little Wild America adventure!