Well actually it wasn't Black Rock, it was Black Canyon City.
And actually it wasn't Black Canyon City per se but a sort of a "suburb" known as Rock Springs.
Wednesday in Rock Springs meant lunch at the famed Rock Springs Cafe, the home of myriad pies.
My dining companions were a couple of former colleagues at The Dozen . . . KPNX-TV Channel 12 in Phoenix.
Two legends in their own minds times, Steve Torbeck and Lew Ruggiero.
I worked with Steve as a young photographer from Tucson who arrived just a tad later than I did. He eventually worked his way into doing a feature called 12 Country where he wrote, photographed, produced and voiced stories from around Arizona.
As he once described it "a poor man's Charles Kuralt".
Lew came as an assignment editor but like Steve he took to the street becoming probably the best television reporter Phoenix had and has ever seen.
They're both long retired from The Dozen, as am I.
Come to think of it, I'm not sure why they even agreed to meet me for lunch.
But the sandwiches were great, as were the pies from this House of Pies (although Steve didn't have any) and the conversation was, as always, trenchant and acerbic.
Good time with old long-time friends.