Woke up in a cold sweat...my buddy(another-not Josh) and I were flying up Comb wash when he went flying over a knoll and crashed. He was on his back with the bike on top of him....I arrived to help and pulled the bike off, his chest was crushed and he had and arrow in his heart. His suffering was severe and I had to break out the sat phone....I woke in the middle of conversation giving our GPS coordinates and telling how I needed and air evac now!
Started cutting his clothes and helmet off.....
Dang indians shot my buddy right off his moto. Go figure.
Josh says I touched some haunted medicine man dirt that made me dream funny.