"It is in the wild places, where the edge of the earth meets the corners of the sky, the human spirit is fed." Art Wolf


Thursday, February 21, 2019

Mostly Rocks, Still in Arizona

Today was the catch up on errands and get ready to pullout tomorrow if the weather cooperates.  Errands were run before the weather app showed the high wind symbol. Now Audrey and Lark are looking at me and wondering why their "house" is rocking so badly. 

Yesterday was sunny, windless and supportive of horseback riding.  The Triangle T Ranch is located off I-10 just a few miles East of Benson and the start of the Dragoon Mountains.  This is the area that Cochise and his people would winter in after spending the rest of the year avoiding the military by holding up across the valley in what is no referred to as Cochise's Stronghold.   I out maneuvered the military for ten years.

Before we start looking at rocks, I thought I would throw in this picture of one of the front lawns here at the Escapee's Park in Benson.    When you live in tan RV and maybe a small Casita, hobbies go where they can go.





This root was noticed back at the ranch before we started out. The computer does not always post pictures in the order in which they were taken and, yes, I sometimes get lazy about rearranging picture order. 





The mountain over there is Cochise's Stronghold area.















This rock area is on the museum property next to the ranch.  According to Buddy, our trail guide, there is an Indian Elder that comes out a couple of time each year to preform sacred ceremonies in several areas around the ranch and neighboring areas.   This rock area was one that the tribes would use when they came together in this area.









This building was originally build around the time that the US government took over the ranch temporarily at the beginning of WWII to house the Japanese Ambassadors and other Embassy individuals until they could be shipped to Europe and traded. It was all secret, secret at the time. There are several areas where you can still see iron spikes coming out of the rocks that marked the limits of how far the Japanese could walk.  The rustic porch that was on the front got grabbed away about a year ago in a micro burst.   The building had been used in the 50's for a movie site: The 3:10 to Yuma.








The Rig tanks have been emptied and we have water on board. We are ready to pull out tomorrow if it is feasible. If not we will hunker down for one more day.  Either way West Texas is in my future at least on more time.

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