Tombstone - sounds quiet, eh?

As our time in Tucson is drawing to a close I thought perhaps I should get up a few photos of our day in Tombstone.  Those of you familiar with either Hollywood or history (the two meet often but usually not successfully) will have heard of Wyatt Earp and his brothers who, along with Doc Holliday, fought the famous gunfight at the OK Corral in 1881 against a gang of notorious outlaws.  We spent St. Patrick's day in the small, desert town that once thought it would rival San Francisco.  The towns people are still waiting.  It is a town completely dependent on its historical value and its tourist value lies in every single establishment having something to do, sometimes in name only, with those associated in the 30 second gun battle that put Tombstone on the map.  But hey, they had a green horse!

Happy St. Pat's, Tombstone style

We saw the graves of Marshal White and some of the Clanton's and McLaury's.

All of the major eating establishments were in some of the original 106 saloons that kept Tombstone from thirst in the Arizona heat.  We tried our luck at Big Nose Kate's, the actual saloon where Kate personally kept Doc Holliday from dying of thirst.  The sarsparilla was tasty but the food only moderately so.  Apparently drinks are still the main focus in town.  

We took a ride in a stage coach which gave us a pretty good idea that we love of our big diesel Ford for both comfort and speed.  Just when we were ready to head home we bumped into Wyatt on the street.  

Just to catch you up on a few additional photos, I enclose two of my skaters and one of a Tucson sunset.