Where in the world did Roxy break her arm?

Two months later… Because the 30th of August was a bit of a haze… can’t imagine why… and because the next few weeks were even more of a haze brought on by pain and percocet…

In the interest of knowing where the hell I was when I did myself an injury, I started pulling maps. So… without further ado… We were somewhere right around here:

Note, since I can’t magically fly or transport myself, that’s still 15-plus rough-ass dirt “road” miles to the lovely and scenic town of Florence Junction. Which is still another 20 miles to the nearest emergency room.

And if you really want to see how beautiful the desert can be – use the google map tools to check out the area around that top map… It’s amazing!