This week, Mike and I have taken the week off – off from the farm and the cattle, off from the town jobs (for the most part), off from responsibilities as a whole. Can anyone guess the last time we’ve done this? Gone away without kids or cattle? I’ll give you a hint – our 25th anniversary is in June?
So, what did you guess? A year? 5 years? 10? 25? Ready?
Even when we went on our “honeymoon” it was to the International Chianina Exposition in Omaha, NE in 1990. And to be perfectly honest, we’re a bit lost. We flew out of Kansas City Sunday evening and landed in Phoenix around 9 pm. Got a rental car, and started heading out of town toward the Grand Canyon. We stopped in Prescott for the night and never even checked the weather. Woke up to rain in Prescott and a prediction of 7 to 11 inches of snow at the Grand Canyon. “I didn’t come to Arizona to mess with snow.” – Mike. So we ate breakfast, I got in a little bit of work and then we headed south. All we knew is we wanted to find warmer weather. We ended up driving to Tombstone and were so glad we did. It was 76 degrees and sunny. And we’d found the home of western folklore. We walked around the town, went to a comedy skit, then took a trolley tour with an amazing tour guide.
“Gunfight in Tombstone” Trolley Tour Guide
After the tour we walked around town a bit, found a little cabin to overnight in and then went to supper at the Crystal Palace.
After a good night’s rest we headed up to the main office of the grounds where we stayed for an amazing home-cooked breakfast. We then headed back into town and toured the Birdcage Saloon, the Tombstone Courthouse and the Museum of Western Heritage. We also stopped by Big Nose Kate’s Restaurant/Saloon. Unfortunately Big Nose Kate’s was too full to even get a seat so we continued on filling our brains with facts and stories of mining, law and order in the old west and settling of the west.
By the time we were done at the museum, it was getting cool and windy with rain so we headed out of town. We had planned on walking around Boothill Cemetery but passed on it with the weather being nasty. We drove only about 35 minutes before being stopped at a Boarder Patrol station. Thinking back, we could have gotten a free night’s lodging if we’d answered we were from Mexico. A few miles up from the boarder patrol we found a spot to pull off and take a few pictures of the beautiful landscape.
We were heading to Tucson and found a state park.
We decided we’d head on to Rawhide at Chandler, AZ to round out our day of western fun…..only to pull up and discover they’re not open on Tuesdays.
Then we headed to Mesa, AZ, found a BBQ joint, ate supper and crashed. Now we’re headed out to a “ghost town” and possibly Ft. McDowell before checking into the Talking Stick this afternoon and getting back to real estate business for me.