I have this recurring nightmare. I'm walking across the desert with vultures wheeling high overhead, snakes slithering in the sand and passing the dessicated bones of some French Foriegn legionaire from Fort Zinderhoff.And I am soooo overburdended with the PHOTON Light that replaced my minimag as everyday carry. I mean,if I could pare my kit down a few more ounces tugging on this lead rope wouldn't be so physically demanding ( turns around and urges the camel carrying my 40 liters of water to walk faster.)