The Museum triggered funny memories for both of us. As we drove through the Hills looking for various movie sites, we talked and laughed about our young lives. We would have had gun fights if we had known each other when we were little. Dave had twin holsters for his six shooters, a big cowboy hat and a spiffy Western shirt. He told me that all the while he watched Roy Rogers, he sat on the arm of the couch and pretended it was his horse. When the program was over, he would race out and throw a leg over a perfect lilac branch and ride into the sunset. I was Annie Oakley with my white cowboy boots, fringed shirt/skirt outfit, hat hanging down my back and six guns on my skinny hips. I, too, would ride the couch arm and we both made the same gun shot noises!!!! Too funny.
We found a nicely graded wide dirt road named "Movie Road" winding through the Alabama Hills and followed it for miles, marveling at the rock formations.
|looks like a heart shaped arch is beginning to form|
|Military jets roaring overhead distracted Dave often|
if you look very very carefully, you can see a white trailer in the center of the picture, next to a rock outcropping. it helps to show you the scale and size of the area
|halfway up the left side of the outcrop is a rock climber, can you see him?|
the plant in the front is a cholla - stay away!
|such interesting shapes|
|this little guy didn't know we saw him, shhhh|
|Dave's view inside the rock|