Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Donkey Town

Ok that really isn’t the name of the town, I really cant remember the name of the town, but really that is not important. What is important is that this town took an hour to find and then once we found it the reality was a little short of the expectation. But we had fun anyways because that’s just what we do.


And when I say we I mean my parents and I, I am visiting them for a few days.

So we arrive in town, a rumbling strip of old broken down buildings, it looks something like the wild wild west. My mother and I tried to get more information from the visitor’s center but of course that was closed.


So we wandered down the short strip of buildings on our own and I marvelled at the amount of junk these people collect and try to sell. Just as we turned to head back down the strip back to the car we finally saw what we came to see.


This town is known for their wild donkeys that come in often for free handouts of food. They are pretty tame and let you walk right up to them, of course they will stay longer if you have a carrot or some grain in your hands. We even got to pet some of the babies in the group.


I particularly liked the long stripe down the center of the back of the traditional grey donkeys. It reminded me of a cross and made me smile.



paul peggy zeus said...

The town is called Oatman, in Arizona way off the beaten path, but it was worth it to get so close to wild animals, even if they were Jackasses.

lilmansworld said...

looks like fun was had by all!

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