I had read about Brisbee Arizona. It is an old mining town in the mountains to the southeast of Tucson. It is now an artist colony and old west ghost town of sorts and I thought it would make an interesting day trip while we were in Tucson. I didn’t realize that to get there we had to go through Tombstone and the bonus of the day trip was seeing the Boot Hill Graveyard.
The graveyard was fascinating. So many people were shot or murdered in a period of just five years. Here were the graves of the infamous Clanton Gang. At one time they rode with Frank and Jesse James. The cemetery was small but well maintained and free to the public. Just down the road is the OK Coral and the famous Tombstone Courthouse.
We walked through the Boot Hill Graveyard in Tombstone Arizona and saw the graves of the Clantons and many others that were “shot dead” or “kilt by an injun”. A little ways down the road was the OK Corral and an old west town that looked more like a movie set than reality.
In the graveyard I saw men in orange jumpsuits tending to the graves. I thought it strange that these men were doing this and said hello to them and told them they were doing a good job. But they just turned away and wouldn’t say anything to me. Then I saw The Walking Boss who shot a glare in my direction, : how dare I talk to these men. I moved on remembering where I was and felt a little sad.
Well we are back from our western adventure and have lots of great scenic shots from the southwest to share. Also, there are some unexpected people shots like this one. OK, he wasn’t the Sheriff but he did work at Boot Hill and was filled with information about the historic graveyards. He also had an interesting personal story so if you go there make sure you say hello. We stumbled on Tombstone on our way to Brisby and both places are worth a day trip from Tucson or overnight at a great B and B is Brisby.
If you know me you know that like most people I am kinda shy about being photographed. When I was in my 20’s or 30’s I didn’t mind it so much. It was before surgeries and hair growing out of unusual places. I am still kind of fit and flexible for my age but don’t like the camera on me much. So selfies are not my thing. I don’t mind the occasional selfie but tend to think I am just screwing up the view of what I want to share. I don’t mind the vanity of others and kind of find it amusing.
So here is a selfie of me in The Indiana Cafe in Paris at Guerre Montparnasse in 2011. It is actually a refection off of a table, I am the foreground blob, you can see the waitress talking to my wife and a man standing up to my left. This is my kind of self portrait. I have posted some others below.
After visiting Tulum, we went to a lovely beach on the Riviera Maya called La Playa Parariso. The sand was pure white and the reef that runs for 70 miles along the coast offers gentle waves and warm waters. There was a nice little beach club offering drinks and traditional Mexican fare. I can’t wait to go back.
I was sitting at La Playa Paraiso after a swim with my lady and looking to the sky for pelicans when I noticed this scene. A man taking a picture of his bathing beauty lady was enough to attract my attention. However, I had been observing the young man in the hat holding court under the palm tree for some time. I liked the juxtaposition of the two hats and took the picture. It wasn’t until I saw it on my 27″ display that I noticed the pat on the tush.
It’s fun to watch the street peddlers and hucksters in Mexico. Each one has their own unique shtick. They are all pretty harmless and not agressive like they are in Waikiki. They won’t chase you down the street.
There are the pretty girls in tight dresses that flirt with you. The young men that act like you know them and that you are their best friends. People who are giving stuff away for free or so they say. Then there is this guy, the hat guy who is so happy he just can’t stand it!
As we sat sipping margaritas and watching the setting sun in Cancun eventually the waiters had to lower the awnings to protect our eyes. I became fascinated with the shadows of sombreros on the awnings and took this picture.