No shoes, no vehicle, no food, no water and no idea. I'd always been one of those blokes who ragged on people who found themselves lost in the desert. Now I was one of those people. It was harsh, desolate country for a man all alone in bare feet. Nevertheless, I started to walk. And walk. The more I walked, I figured, the less distance I'd have to travel to get found. It was faulty logic, but it was the best I could come up with. 'In April 2006 the...