First and only time two days into my first big trip out of high school where I started a small cooking fire in a very dry grove of eucalyptus trees, at dusk, in summer, outside Vandenburg AFB. All I can say is I could ride a straight line near the edge of the road and the universe was very kind to me. The base police put my bike in the trunk and delivered me a few miles down the road where I pretended to ride into the night, then went over a civilian fence hoping there were no rattle snakes in the dirt.