I had 80 acres on Rte 66, north of Ed’s Camp, near Oatman.
It was wonderful, not flat land, rock mountains, and no neighbors for almost a mile.
There was only one place you could see it from the road.
Many people who thought it would be a good idea to visit me at home the one day I wasn’t in the office, couldn’t find my entry point....I had to tell you exactly where to turn.
It was wonderful while it lasted for about 10 years, I had a 12 x 60’ greenhouse built on and fantastic roses, a self seeding bed of New Zealand spinach and whatever else I grew.
Fruiting mulberry trees in the front.
Rattlesnakes by the dozen and wild burros.
And then I got sick and had to sell it.
That sounds like paradise! I too want no one to be able to find my entrance unless I tell 'em.