Or a selfish one, who doesn't realize (or care) that his quaint campfire can end up destroying homes and killing people. I love campfires -- they're hypnotic and lovely in their way -- but you have to respect local conditions. Some people out there on the trails (too many, in fact) are clueless morons who just want to go up and drink beer, make big, impressive fires to show how macho they are, and target shoot. South of Anza, I passed an open area with hundreds of spend shell casings and bullet-ridden objects. Cretins. These are the people that give gun-owners a bad reputation.