Have not had a big game tag in 2 years, so when I got drawn for archery Elk, I was happier than S. Got off work last Friday, packed some of the heavy duty gear I would need for a 7 day adventure by myself in some of the nastiest country in AZ. I was hunting off a fire road that closes on Dec 15, due to the fact that bad weather make this road impassible. Since the normal daytime temps in metro PHX area are reasonable, I wear shorts all year round. Pulled into my campsite near 11:00 pm, temps are in the 20'S. First thought Flannel jacket, Second thought beer. Off load the propane tanks, hook up the propane distribution tree then the lantern. Fire up the lantern then assemble my camp stove. I try to screw the camp stove's gas line to the distribution tree when I hear the hiss of death - sssssssssss-ppppuuuuuuuuffffffffffff Fire I am on fire!!!!!! Run like a MF'er thru the forest - jacket, whiskers, nose, eyelashes, eyebrows are aflame, ripoff my jacket and put myself out. turn around to see the tank has turned into a flame thrower, all within my first 5 mins of being there. Eyepeed on the tank to put out the flame and that ain't no lie. Synchronicity is crazy.