Wind Blown

Morning came too quickly, I awoke and a split-second thought was Everette had the bedroom light on reading.  But no, it was the already blazing sun (at 7:15am) quickly raising the temperature in the tent.  We started to strip off the layers, and got to packing before the temps rose too much.

Our friend Shelly says that pioneers from bygone years stopped to wait for the winds to die down….and thus was the start of Kingman.

We blow into Cooper’s house just like the winds.  Amidst a houseful of moving boxes yet to be unpacked the Cooper’s open their hearts and our bellies all jiggle with laughter.  Although Laars says he doesn’t remember Coopers from last summer, Karl says he distinctly remembers Laars.  Anders and Shelly start calling each other ‘creepy’.  The three youngest start climbing on Quincy. I announce that there is not going to be midnight games of Murder this time around.  We are all short on sleep; Coopers from moving households, Johnsons from moving countries.

But we wouldn’t want to swing thru the NW corner of Arizona without stopping in for some belly laughs.  Some people are just too fun to pass by.

Thanks Coopers.

PS….too busy laughing I forgot to take any pictures!!!

Shoot’em’up in the Wild Wild West

This is the land of the Historic Route 66, part of which we took to backtrack into Oatman to get the old-town flare and witness a gunfight.  It was a fun afternoon checking out the local art, feeding the famous burros, rummaging through antique stores introducing the kids to old irons heated on the stove, etc.  Lots of people here enjoying their Memorial Day weekend.

We spent the night in the hills outside Kingman where the night was cool for sleeping and the bugs are minimal….nice enough we decided to spend 2 nights here, to have a lazy day where we didn’t have to pack up.  The kids painted their wooden guns, worked on tin can hats, read new books we had picked up from Rich at The Last Chapter used bookstore  in Kingman (Rich is a treasure trove of help).

feeding the burros

feeding the burros

burro even go in the stores

burro even go in the stores

I loved this pic of cacti

I loved this pic of cacti

I knew he's an animal

I knew he’s an animal

Route 66

Route 66

John (The Duke) Wayne TOILET PAPER Don't Take Crap Off Anyone (Better than a corn cob)

John (The Duke) Wayne
TOILET PAPER
Don’t Take Crap Off Anyone
(Better than a corn cob)

why, I don't know, but our kids are mesmerized by old typewriters

why, I don’t know, but our kids are mesmerized by old typewriters

the town of Oatman

the town of Oatman

a sign on the head to say "Don't feed me!"

a sign on the head to say “Don’t feed me!”

cactus goes about 6 feet above the roofline

cactus goes about 6 feet above the roofline

cowboy

cowboy

(ATM) bank robber

(ATM) bank robber

coffin that fits

coffin that fits

the hills around Oatman

the hills around Oatman