Starz and Deserts

We are HERE

Well Kitt Peak last night was, err pants apart from the last hour. Lots of sitting around, going to the parking lot, coming back in, watching a sunset, listening to a nervous student waffle and talk at you. It was more interesting when you actually got to look at Saturn, Jupiter and star clusters through a 1m diameter telescope. Lowell Observatory in Flagstaff is heaps better.

Today we are at the Arizona Desert Museum, because Mrs Fogg is craving Museums. And this one is alright, but I totally disagree with caged animals, especially the big eared bats.

Next stop is Patagonia, which we were going via Nogales, but have decided to avoid the border area (given we have now been through 4 checkpoints already).

So far we have racked up 870 miles in 7 days and we ain’t even half way through, but at least it’s a cool 35 degrees today, well until 12pm, then BOOM

Tucson and Kitt Peak

We ate HERE

Temperature Watch – much cooler at 36 Degrees!

Welcome from Tucson, after a comfortable night with Caroline and her beautiful little Sammie (the jumping super dog) at Paca de Paja, where the views of Kitt Peak are exceptional

We spent the day wombling around Tucson (and finding yet another Harley Dealer for much needed T-shirts). Then out into the desert for some spectacular scenery and cacti

Oh and maybe a light Red Lobster snack

Last night we sat and watched a hummingbird on the bird feeder 3 foot away from us

And tonight will see us watching the heavens until 23.30(MST) at Kitt Peak Observatory.

Fresh Prince of Gila Bend

Prince Ginger are HERE

Tonight we are in a tiny backwater town called Gila Bend. A very small place with one hotel and three eateries.

So, where to eat? We opted for the little Italian restaurant which clearly was a great choice.

We were not the only Brits to have picked it. On November 4th 2011 at 7:41pm Prince Harry also went Italian.

Who knew that of all the small towns of America we’d pick one with a Royal connection. Delicious food too.

And now we are positioned back in our room to watch a “severe storm” as it approaches. Cue lightening, giant hail, rain, dust storms and high winds. It might at least drop the temperature afterwards!

Poor Bahamas and Florida

As Hurricane Dorian heads straight for Florida. They are now calling it an apocalyptical storm!

Really feeling for the residents of Florida. And to think, we nearly went to Halloween Horror nights….right now we would have been heading north rapidly. They are about to issue mandatory evacuation orders all along the coast right up to the Caroliners!

Prison Break

We’ve been HERE

Temperature Watch 44 Degrees minimum most days, it’s like walking in an overheated sauna day and night, as you breath in you take in gulps of fiery air!

Yup Dove Huntin season started about 4am with those manly types going with AK47s, pump action shotguns and semis in search of the most dangerous of creatures. And here’s the one that got away, live to fly another day good buddy!

So first stop is The Center of the World, which is just so bizarre. The idea being that Aliens can land here and learn all about us with oodles of granite stone containing all of Human History (well let’s be clear, “American Human History” in the most part). Still extremely funky

I’m fairly certain Pops and Huskey Voice could spend weeks here reading all the details. Apparently the pyramid is the “Center of the World”.

On then to Yuma Prison, so cool and I’m sure Mrs McGeek will tell you all about the history

And now on the road to Gila Bend

and sorry, but I am still a little confused by the whole “Dove Hunting” thing, having arrived at the Best Western in Gila Bend to be told there is an outdoor pool but it will probably be full of “Dove Hunters”, like that’s something to be proud or amazed by! Next thing will be the Sloth Stalkers. I mean come on, just doing a goggle search for “why dove hunting”, brings an ESPN article “Out There: 10 Reasons I Love Dove Hunting”, which just beggars belief and answers a lot of missing link questions.

Optimistic Breakfast

We ate HERE

A simple breakfast, healthy and in keeping with Mrs Fogg’s new health regime (yeh, right)

Meanwhile Mr Fogg has found his calling and will shortly be taking up presidency of the club.

The man who is a pessimist before forty-eight knows too much; if he is an optimist after it, he knows too little

“The pessimist sees a tunnel, the optimist sees a light at the end of the tunnel and the realist sees a train!”
Meanwhile the train engineer sees three idiots on the railroad tracks.

Next stop Yuma Prison and the Center of the Earth

3.10 To Yuma

We were HERE

Well not exactly sure how fast they were driving to make it to Yuma by 3.10, we made it in record time

Yuma is the “worlds” sunniest city (according to an American magazine). But I’m sure Mrs Fogg will geek it out later for y’all.

It is unfortunate to say but there actually is nothing here apart from a “Main Street” that is mainly micro breweries (where we sampled a blond jailbait) and empty stores.

Tomorrow a visit to the “Center of the Earth” (of course it’s in America and a jail.

Oh and Yuma is apparently the “dove” hunting capital of the world, yes you read it right, “dove” hunting. And the season starts 1st September, which explains the monster off road trucks, full of guys with hunting rifles to track down those vicious little killers

One Last Time for the Dove from Above

Well It’s Not Falling Down, But

We’ve been HERE

Welcome to London Bridge as sold to the Americans in the 1960s, not as previously believed that they bought the wrong bridge. History bit states;

London Bridge is a bridge in Lake Havasu City, Arizona. It was built in the 1830s and formerly spanned the River Thames in London, England. It was dismantled in 1967 and relocated to Arizona. The Arizona bridge is a reinforced concrete structure clad in the original masonry of the 1830s bridge, which was purchased by Robert P. McCulloch from the City of London. McCulloch had exterior granite blocks from the original bridge numbered and transported to America to construct the present bridge in Lake Havasu City, a planned community he established in 1964 on the shore of Lake Havasu. The bridge was completed in 1971 (along with a canal), and links an island in the Colorado River with the main port of Lake Havasu City.

The major past time here appears to involve getting in your 40ft speed boat (minimum length, but longer is better), with twin V8 or V12 engines and revving it as you travel at 2mph up the water, with scantily clad women dancing vigorously out of tune to your ghetto blaster strapped to the hood. And when you have done this, you turn round and go the other way, drink and repeat (picture a high street in the UK with little boys in their cars going up and down and you have the idea). Funny to watch.

Oatman history

So, Oatman, 2700 feet above sea level and only founded in 1906. An incredible little slice of history.

By 1931 official records show that the Oatman mining district (which covered a number of mines around the town and hillsides) produced $36,008,000, of which $35,740,000 was gold and the rest silver. Over 5000 people lived and worked in this hot dusty climate where water was initially brought in by burros over the passes.

According to the history of the town, the retirees in 1975 were adamant that there are still rich seams of gold in the hills waiting to be discovered. The mines were all closed and abandoned by 1945 as the second world war took the focus.

1930 view down Main Street with hotel on left:

Present day view with hotel on left:

Interestingly, it was only in the late 1970’s that it was even recognised as a township.

The burros that come into town are descendants of the original mining mules abandoned as the mines closed.

There were even films made here, “How the West Was Won”, Edge of Eternity” to name two

Oh and Clark Gable and Carole Lombard allegedly stopped here for one night on their honeymoon in 1939. Sadly the hotel is now a gift shop but it has preserved the hotel room and has an ace cafe bar which is covered in dollar bills left and signed by visitors.

Gosh it is H O T

Today we were HERE

An early rise this am (5.30), up, out and on the road to Lake Havasu City via Oatman AZ and Route 66 in the relentless heat (40 degrees at 9am).

At long last putting Mrs Fogg where she belongs

Where the Burros walk freely around and into the shops

what better way to celebrate her release from jail than a slap up burger and smelly cheese fries (fries smothered in Monterey Jack and 30 cloves of Garlic).

And the road out of Oatman saw the poor car struggling with A/C on max to cope with 46 degrees C heat at 2pm (you literally have to run from A/C in the car to A/C in a building).