Whitewater Preserve Tragedy!

Imagine my surprise when I got a notification on Google Photos today, that reminded me of a traumatic event that occurred exactly eight years ago! The weekend of September 6, 2014 was a fine weekend, indeed. Ms. Blue Eyes and I had gone camping at Whitewater Preserve and spent Saturday night in our big blue spacious tent in relative comfort (or was that the night that the ants and mosquitoes tore our asses up?). The following day, we went for a hike down the canyon. While hiking, Ms. Blue Eyes injured her leg and caught a ride out of the canyon. This left me all by myself to pack up the grill, pack up the tent and clean up our campsite. It was a lot of work, but somehow, I made it happen. Unfortunately, I had become quite fatigued from the day's events and while closing my very-full trunk, I got careless and slammed a finger in the trunk. I don't remember the last time I'd experienced so much pain! I finished packing, drove home, iced my finger and spent the next few days in pain. Oh, you're probably wondering whatever happened to Ms. Blue Eyes! Well, after my thumb healed up, she ended up moving to coastal Spain. And that's the story of how I hurt my thumb.