"Marie, take some time in Greer, Arizona and write me an article. You have a week." I think my editor wanted me out of his hair. The only place I found with WiFi and a Coke was this "back-woods" store appropriately named "Lazy Trout." Magical Trout was what I found there. Taking my life in my hands, I went on a "fish-trek" with two men...well, a man and a boy. Do people really live in the forest? I met some. Can a bear be a guide? Maybe. Utah has a "Big Rock Candy Mountain," how about Greer? Where does Greer begin? And where does it end? How about the "Road to Nowhere?" What is your question? Something to do with love? Mine was.