Eventually our drowsiness subsided with the thought that we have an appointment to attend to. So we quickly get ready, I grab my cameras (yes that is right, it is plural) and we walk outside. God, I love that Bisbee was quaint enough to be able to walk everywhere we needed to go. I whine, whimper and pout that I need my morning coffee fix so John leaves me at the office where we were waiting for the tour guides and gets me my much needed caffeine. The tour we were going on was for the Slaughter Ranch.
http://www.slaughterranch.com/
John Slaughter was the famous and cavalier cowboy of our Wild Wild West. They even made a television show about him back in the 60s! I mean, who wouldn't? He was a cowboy, he was a good guy and he had a freaking cool name.
Back in the early 1900s he purchased this massive ranch that inked on the land of Mexico and Arizona. Our tour guides were sweet ol' folks that drove John and I to the ranch. There, John and I did our own private tour. We had a map that explained the history of each area of the ranch and each building had more explanations so there was a lot of information spoon fed to us. I look a lot of pictures with my film camera. I haven't developed the film yet, but once I do...I haven't decided if I am going to scan them in or not. I'm not going to lie, I'm very possessive over my pictures and I don't like the idea that someone could save the pictures. I know, I know...I'm weird, but get over it.
http://www.examiner.com/x-2345-Arizona-Haunted-Sites-Examiner~y2009m8d5-Spirits-of-John-Slaughter-Ranch
Here are some pictures from the ranch.
This is John peering over the plateau of the fort area where the U.S. Soldiers camped during the war we were having with Mexico. It was nuts to walk in the rutted ground and literally see the silhouette of the past imprinted upon the dusty ground.
This picture is obvious...it's a car and it's in a tiny garage. However, I lllooovvveeee several things about this:
1) It's a tiny garage
2) It's a 1915 Model T Ford
3) John is as big as the car!
This was a commissary room, it was where the cowboys would come and stay when they were either passing through or if they were working on the ranch. However the room has now become a mini museum (aka store room). As you can see there are horse holsters, tools, old bottles, pictures, books etcetera from the ranch.
This is the cook's room named Joe Lee May. Apparently, he was a sassafrass and had a major 'tude (which doesn't sound any different than modern chefs), and only allowed the wife and mother in his kitchen.
Next to this building was the ice house where they kept...ice and meat. Next to this was the washroom where they...washed clothes...I didn't take pics, but imagine two blank rooms and there ya go.
And after we finished touring, which took us like two hours to see this man's amazing ranch, our lovely tour guides brought our picnic. I happily munched on my turkey sandwich, chips and Pepsi as I reflected on what an experience I just had.
Behind us see how vast and beautiful the land is. They also had cattle and bulls with ginormous horns!
Behind the guides is the gorgeous pond that had a stork perching there!
And of course...they had horses!!!
This horse and I had a connection <3 I don't know how I forgot about this until now, but there was such an awesome dog on the ranch too! She was super chill and sooo cute. Reminded me of my baby girl Sasha that John's family has now. Then we said our goodbyes to the ranch and all clammered into the car. As we headed home, they gave us a mini tour of Douglas, which trust me was a MINI tour. We also saw a hotel called Gadsden that is famous for the fact that Tiffany's designed the entire front interior
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When we arrived back to Bisbee, John and I decided to hit up the Copper Queen Museum to see the history of Bisbee, the mine and all that jazz. I couldn't take any pics inside, but I snuck two when I knew the coast was clear. This is John standing inside an old school elevator:
And this is one of the GIANT wheels of a dirt mover...yeah that's what I called it. Yeah Yeah...I know it's called a dump truck, but let me be girly and lazy, okay?
After such a busy day John and I drag our tired feet up to our humble abode to rest for a bit. However, our tour guides were such sweethearts-they recommended this amazing Italian restaurant that's reservation only, but they managed to get us a time slot.
It was called Rosa's Italian Restaurant and it was seriously SUCH an amazing place! LITERALLY hhhhhuuuuuuuuuuugggggggggggggeeeeeeeeeeeee portions for such an affordable price! We ordered what we would have at an ordinary restaurant, but this isn't an ordinary restaurant. We had tttooonnsss of left overs and it was sooo tasty...in fact, I'm craving it right now and I'm 2,487 miles away from it..grrrrrrr.
This truly was the BEST appetizer I've ever had. It had tons of different salami slices, different cheeses, different olive salsas and dips and bread and yumminess!
A candid shot of me...bad John, bad!
LOOK HOW MUCH FOOD THERE IS!
It was super duper delicious and SUCH a great recommendation by our tour guides! Thanks you guys!
After a gluttonous dinner, John and I roll our fat tushies home, cuddle in front of the T.V. and watch Shrek 2. No joke, literally Shrek 2 was on re-play that entire weekend and we always seemed to start right at the same spot. It was semi-annoying, it was fortunate that it's a funny film.
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