After our heart clogging meal.....we headed out to Oatman, Arizona. A little of the history of this unique town, where Burros wander in the street and the road leading into town. Oatman began 0ver 100 years ago as a mining tent camp and quickly became a flourishing gold-mining center. In 1915, two miners struck a $10 million gold find, and within a year, the town's population grew to more than 3,500.
Oatman was named in honor of Olive Oatman, who was kidnapped as a young girl by Mojave Indians and later rescued in 1857 near the current site of the town. Oatman was served by a narrow gauge rail line between 1903 and 1905 that ran 17 miles to the Colorado river near Needles, California.
But both the population and mining booms were short-lived. In 1921, a fire burned down many of the smaller shacks in town, and three years later, the main mining company, United Eastern Mines, shut down operations for good. Oatman survived by catering to travelers on old U.S. Route 66. But in the 1960s, when the route became what is now Interstate 40, Oatman almost died.
These Burrows were hilarious! They were in the middle of the road on the way into town. The Burrows were in the street in town and obviously not a bit scared of any person. Most shop keepers provided a bag of carrots with your purchase to keep to the burrows. IT was so funny watching Ron manuveur our second rental van around these little fellas. I saw one of these burrows steal a shirt out of a woman's shopping bag. I think he might have been looking for her husband's bag of popcorn and ended up with his brand new T-Shirt in his mouth....
My find of the day was locating what I am positive is Ron's name sake (see below) :) I so wanted to rip this sign off and take it home. You see Ron doesn't have any JUNK, he has useable merchandise and collectibles...........Who knew that Oatman Arizona would hold the key to finally identify Ron's obsession with stuff.
Our Group shot in Oatman under a Route 66 sign (minus Lonnie and Carol).
Diana found a new pair of glasses for Ron.....doesn't he look dapper????
After a lengthy ride back to Las Vegas, Ron and I went out for a nice evening meal at Hugo's Cellar at the Four Queens Hotel and Casino with Emery and Diana. The rest of our group either went out for supper or attended the Jersey Boys Show. It was a nice place to eat and had the most wonderful food. I had a heavenly steak with probably the best salad of my life. It was a wonderful meal. Diana and I got Roses...of course Ron wanted to know why he didn't get one.....because those only give the ladies one Ron :)
It was a nice end to a nice day.
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