Our first stop of the day was the Beverly and Jim Rogers Museum of Lone Pine Film History.
|Lone Pine's apparent claim to fame.|
|Parking area for horses and wagons.|
|Roy Rogers, the King of the Cowboys!|
|This is one of Nudie's Cadillacs. We saw another of them in Willcox, AZ. Nudie was a major deisgner and maker of rodeo and western film clothing.|
|You can't have a decent Western without a stage coach. And yes, that's John Wayne peering out the window.|
We took the road toward Whitney Portal, a location we had visited a few years ago, this time to get some nice photos of Mount Whitney and the surrounding Sierra Nevada. Now THAT was interesting. Here are some of the photos.
|Rick, how's that for an S curve? Or was it Al that talked about that?|
|The Alabama Hills region was the setting for over 400 movies!|
When the Bayfield Bunch were here a couple of months ago, they boondocked in an area called Tuttle Creek Campground. This was a stretch for Al and Kelly, as they usually shun anything resembling a campground, preferring to rough it on their own. But they really liked this place, and upon inspection, so did we. If we return to Lone Pine in the future, that's where we will park it for a few days.
On the way back to Rosie in Boulder Creek RV Park, we stopped to buy some firewood (cutting down the local cottonwood trees is frowned upon). Then I whacked some of it with our newly purchased handaxe, split some into kindling, then --- oops, we don't have any matches, or even a fire lighter, so I had to go back to the park's minimart for a "clicker." The clerk asked me if we had marshmallows, and I allowed we didn't. Then she realized they were out of marshmallows, and suggested I drive a couple of miles to Diaz Lake. Then she remembered they are closed. So she then recommended I buy a "Smores Kit" for about $22. It consists of sticks, about a dozen marshmallows, a few graham crackers and some chocolate squares. I declined. Maybe another time!
|This is what we were left with last evening.|
|This is what we had hoped for, except for the green grass.|
|Does this do something to your campfire appetite? This was in 2007.|