I got caught in the hills of Eastern Burma in a territory then under control of the Mon National Liberation Army. Unfortunately it was the Burmese Army who found me, camped up on a hill clearing with dirt bike, camouflage tent, camouflage backpack, camouflage sleeping bag, camouflage trousers, binoculars and big lens camera. They couldn't speak much English but they could say 'you, spy'. Straight to the army camp where they swiftly converted a road entry sentry hut into my gaol. 3 days and a couple of beatings later they let me go, sans camera gear. Very wild west.. Fantastic food though from the camp chefs though !