But I'm getting ahead of myself. To get to Globe, we drove along the Old West Highway, "where history still lives," ...
...past the memorial to Melvin Jones, the founder of Lions Club International, in his hometown of Fort Thomas, ...
...and the Apache Gold Casino, where this fine specimen of Native American manhood stands guard.
|Going up was a lot easier than coming down!|
|Suzy didn't follow, except with her eyes!|
From the second floor, an additional ladder gave access (for the Salado but not for the tourist!) to the roof.
Many of the rooms, those where we did not have access, displayed artifacts of the time, or perhaps replicas. We took pictures through iron-barred windows into the cool dark spaces.
Besh-Ba-Gowah gave us a glimpse into the life of a serene and peaceful people. Along with many other cultural groups of the time (such as the more northern cliff dwellers), they seem to have disappeared near the beginning of the 15th century. The reason isn't entirely certain, but it is believed that climate changes, drought and the resultant competition for water and comfortable living space drove them all to more hospitable regions.
Many more pictures can be found in our web album of Besh-Ba-Gowah Day. If you get an opportunity to visit this area, you'll want to see the place for yourself.
We'll write about our trip back to Roper Lake State Park another time. But we have to mention dinner. We are still working our way through the Salsa Trail, and selected this unlikely restaurant in the town of Pima. Except for its link to the Salsa Trail, we'd not have found the place, and if we had found it, we'd never have gone inside to taste the wonderful green chile dinners!
Bush & Shurtz had been the name of the hardware store that was converted to a Mexican restaurant. They didn't change the name because "everybody knew where it was." What an unlikely spot for us to find a grand dinner this day in ... Our Life on Wheels!