Heading on in search of a rabbit. For miles before you could see it silhouettes of a rabbit with miles left appear a long the way. When you finally arrive in to a town conveniently named Jackrabbit you find your prise. A big bunny on a bill-board.
Before turning slightly off route to visit an Indian village on the bottom of a Grand Canyon. I stopped in one more ghost town. I pulled up next to the fence with a big DO NOT TRESSPASS sign bolted on to it. Had a quick look around haven’t seen anything really interesting so I decided to move on. But when I was driving away I see this big pillar with a cowboy waiving two guns in his hands. So I sad to myself why not. I stop the car put it in reverse and back up to the fence and stop just in-front of it. I get out of the car and just when I was about to casually snap away this big burly man comes rushing through the trailer doors. All fine until I noticed a gun, a freakin huge gun in his hand. Then he said to me in a thick southern accent. ‘’Do you know I was just about to shoot you?’’ And since I was totally caught off-guard all I could muster up was ‘’Really’’ Apparently some other folks have done that in the past and he wouldn’t let that happen to him again. Gun aside he turned out to be a nice guy and allowed me to snap away even told me about couple of nice spots along my way. I still wasn’t brave enough to take his portrait though. Oh the town name was Two Guns, go figure.
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Is this photo worth eating a bullet… I’ll let you be the judge of that.
The beginning of a nice 20km walk to the Havasupai Indians on the bottom of the Canyon.
My trusty companion Fido accompanied me from about half way all the way to the end. (And no that’s not his real name)
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