"Where have you kept yourself ?" The other swept the horizon to the south and east with a vague gesture.
"Off there, down to the south, very far off.

So many places that I can't remember.

I went the Long Trail this time; a long, long ways.

Arizona, The Mexicos, and, then, afterwards, Utah and Nevada, following the horizon, travelling at hazard.

Into Arizona first, going in by Monument Pass, and then on to the south, through the country of the Navajos, down by the Aga Thia Needle--a great blade of red rock jutting from out the desert, like a knife thrust.