It ain't a dead horse, but something stinks in the cooler. I'll ck it out later....
Following Pancho Villa St. Pk., Perry, Bullet et al, we tore off to Tucson to stay with dear friends, Joyce & John. John is a long time artist pal who's teaching special ed. in Tucson. Joyce, is his wonderful bride & a cool lady with one hell of a life story. Departing J&J's house when we arrived, was the infamous Maxx, the performing artist. Note photo of him in orange, as well as some cool bumper stickers on his van. Maxx just bought a pink (for real) house trailer next to a huge, blank, billboard--both perched atop a tall bluff in Truth or Consequences, N.M. He and his buddy are tired of the cool, drippy Portland, OR. weather. Oh yeah, Maxx & co. also bought an ancient adobe saloon in need of a bit of repair, in that one wall has crumbled. "It's a fixer-upper," he said.
Yesterday, we toured & hiked around Saguaro Nat.Pk. outside of Tucson. Note photos of gigantic Saguaro Cacti, etc. A dandy day with lots of other goobers shuffling around oohing & aahing. I'd seen these Saguaros in Nat. Geo. Mag. but the real deal was mind boggling. Tucson---the entire West, is dying of thirst. I met the mayor of Tempe, AZ. in a recent trailer pk. mens' room and he said "...we're 18 yrs. into what's supposed to be a once every 7 yrs. drought." I held a glass of Tucson tap water up to the sunlight and it looked like someone
had left a 1/4 " of milk in the glass and then filled the glass with water. Folks take jugs to Safeway's H20 machine and put in quarters.
Today, we're at Dead Horse Campground, an hour south-west of Flagstaff, AZ. We'll meet another pal there in a couple of days & she'll give us the "skinny" on the Grand Canyon, our next rubbernecking site. I saw it in'49 when the family went west in the Pontiac woodie, but I was undergoing sibling torture in the rear of the woodie & only remember seeing fog through the rear window. I'll attempt a to display a hodge podge of photos--some, maybe from Pancho Villa, some from J&J's in Tucson (Max) & some from Saguaro Nat. Pk. This photo business via my 3G I-Phone that was dropped from my shirt pocket into the urinal (though quickly scooped up) at Pancho Villa, is on the fritz. Later.....
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