Missing, One Hero...Steve Fossett

I have been, like thousands of others, tracking the news stories daily in hopes of good news finding Steve Fossett alive and hopefully un-injured. The days diminish that possibility but that's all you can hope for. It's amazing the team spirit and collective force that gets into motion to search for a missing aircraft.
I have had the opportunity to search for more than one aircraft that went missing in my years as being a pilot. I remember one experience that has remained in my memory since the occurrence back in the early 70's. We had been searching all day with no results. Exhausted, we were on the final leg heading south after hours of search, homebound at around 7,000 feet with the sun going down in the west. I was positioned in the back seat on the right hand side. I was gazing out the window not looking at anything particular when I caught something very unusual. I saw a one second reflection off the centre of a large lake that was about 5 miles west of our position from the sun setting. It caught my attention and I told this to the crew. Since I was quite young at the time they decided to continue homebound at altitude and did not take serious my observation. I passed it off as nothing special because the flight crew said that area had been searched diligently and the aircraft would have been spotted by several aircraft that had gone over the entire area of the lake. The flight home was uneventful. Two days later I received the news the aircraft had been found EXACTLY where I saw the reflection- the centre of the lake. A lesson was learned by me that very day. you never take NO for a answer when you know or have a gut feeling, an intuition, a feeling you are right about something!
I have flown the type of aircraft, a Citabria, like Steve was flying when he went missing. I believe, in the mountains with winds gusts and heavy turbulance, he would have his hands full and could easily loose control of the bird. He is in unforgiving territory, flying an unforgiving airplane, with little for food or water, and no flight itinerary to find his tracks and alternate plans. It is not a good sign. But, always, there is hope for the best, his best. My prayers go to his wife Peggy and many friends. We all wait for a resolution to this, to find him beside his aircraft, alive and well...