We decided to go to Oatman, AZ, a ghost town that is now a tourist area. It is a couple of blocks long with stores on each side of the street. We managed to help their economy with several purchases. The burros roam the streets looking for those tourists who have paid for food to feed them. One shop owner warned me to keep my bag out of their way as they have been know to rip them out of your hands. There was also a shoot out between bank robbers. The really neat thing about that is that they are Shriners and are accepting donations for the Shriner's organization which helps children. After the show we had lunch and I had a Navajo taco. They use fry bread instead of a tortilla and I haven't had one of those since I left Susanville in the late 80's. Only difference is that in Susanville it was shaped more like a pizza and this was a ball of dough that they deep fried. All in all, it was a fun day.
Tomorrow we leave for Bakersfield and then the next stop will be home. It has been a great two weeks with friends and many good memories. Only regret is that when we get to Bakersfield we had hoped to have dinner at Buck Owen's Crystal Palace. When Sue called for reservations, she was told they were only open for brunch on Sunday and we won't get there in time.
Needle Mountains
Oatman Street
Post Office
Burros on street
Bank Robber
Siesta Time
Don't know why you can't feed them
Colorado River
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