To be frank, I enjoyed the southern part of Arizona because it fits my image of the old west. The Nostalga just ‘dripped drops of ‘love it’.‘ One odd incident, once we were returning to our camper a few miles from Tombstone and driving past Boot Hill and thru the small town the sheriff was making his rounds in a long duster checking doors on the local businesses. It was like I immediately was transported back in my mind over a hundred years.
We camped at Fort Huachuca, home of the Buffalo Soldiers. They have a great ‘small’ museum aboard the base. Very informative.
There must be 25+ ghost towns in a 40 mile radius, from all the mines, mostly copper. We walked out to a couple and I enjoyed my mind playing with facts and fiction of ‘Ghost Towns’.
Have you ever heard of the Chiricahua Monument? I am not used to monuments being land areas. The word monument to me serves up a thought of a statue, etc. The monument is just beautiful wind and water carvings.
The Calvary chased one Indian leader and his people for years by the name of Cochise. Another area near the Chiricahua monument is also preserved as a monument, it is called ‘Cochise Strong Hold’. It was an area hidden with a small entrance easily defended. Sherry and I walked through it. Again my mind roamed back……
Wow, on the way to the Chiricahua Monument we drove through Willcox, AZ. I spotted a Rex Allen Museum, I stopped of course. I have many Cowboy Hero’s, Rex was one. He was the only Cowboy who was a real cowboy before becoming a movie star. We both loved the small museum.
Me 'n Rex
A neat car sent to me by Sonya from a car show in Nashville!