He had the excursion planned, with some interesting places to explore. A friend of his owns some acreage out in the middle of nowhere. Literally. We flew there and landed on the dirt runway.
We checked out the cool little cabin hidden under the salt cedar trees:
Oh look the out house has such beautiful lighting!
As this photo snapped Steve joked that it would be a portrait of us in front of our future retirement home:
The salt cedars were enormous, being fed by the ground water of the nearby Bill Williams River.
We also flew to a bump in the road called Vidal Junction, California. Not far from there is the home where Wyatt Earp and his wife Josie lived out their retirement.
I wish we'd have gone there instead! Vidal Junction is the California border, and there's a convenience store nearby. And homeless people. They sure had their world rocked by an airplane landing in their desert. We parked near the sign to a now defunct trailer park and hotel.
Not a lot to photograph there, so we moved on.
Maybe this weekend we'll have more adventures.
