Sandwiched between two big Class A diesel bangers and of course feeling claustrophobic with one rig only a few feet from Kelly’s bedroom slide bothering her sleep with a nightly noisy furnace fan or something we almost made the decision to roll out today and make tracks further west in search of warmer temps and sunshine. Weather was again cloudy in Deming with a 70% chance of rain in the afternoon. Somewhere during the course of early morning we decided to stay one more day.
YES WE ARE DEFINITELY SANDWICHED IN ALRIGHT AND THAT OF COURSE IS NOT TO OUR LIKING…..TIME TO GO
ON THIS RIG PARKED BESIDE US THERE IS THE LONGEST SLIDE WE HAVE EVER SEEN ON AN RV AND WITH ANOTHER HIGH END CLASS A PULLING IN THIS AFTERNOON WE ARE DEFINITELY FEELING LIKE THE ‘CLAMPETTS’ AGAIN IN OUR 15 YEAR OLD COACH
THIS MORNING WE HEADED INTO TOWN TO TOUR THE DEMING LUNA MIMBRES MUSEUM
WHEN THIS BUILDING WAS A MILITARY ARMORY THIS WAS THEIR INDOOR SHOOTING RANGE AND IN LATER YEARS IT EVEN SERVED AS A BOWLING ALLEY…..IT NOW HOUSES A VERY LARGE COLLECTION OF DOLLS
THAT IS A SQUARE GRAND PIANO ON THE LEFT
THESE ARE JUST A FEW OF THE JIM BEAN COMMEMORATIVE BOTTLES IN THE MUSEUM’S COLLECTION (THAT LINK SHOULD SAY BEAM NO BEAN)
Leaving a very sad face little doggy in the Motorhome Kelly and I headed off into Deming 9 miles west of us. A quick stop at Walmart’s Supercenter then it was downtown to have us a look at Deming’e superb Mimbres Museum. This is not your usual dusty small town museum with a few local artifacts to see. This museum is first class and as the friendly curator said to us, ‘we are the Smithsonian of the West. Well he might not be too far off there because the quality of the museums collections are first rate. Everything is neat and clean as a pin and professionally displayed thanks to the help of many dedicated volunteers over the years. If you are a museum person you will like it here.
THIS CHUCKWAGON WAS ACTUALLY USED ON A RANCH NEARBY
INSIDE AN OLD REPLICA GENERAL STORE
‘PAIN AND PAINLESS’ HERE WITH A DENTIST CHAIR AND A BARBER CHAIR
APPLIANCE STORE AND THE UNDERTAKER HAS A CASKET IN HIS WINDOW
COWBOY IN THE BUNKHOUSE AND A GENERAL STORE
THIS OLD HORSE DRAWN HEARSE WAS ENCLOSED IN GLASS
LOOKING INTO THE BACK OF THE HEARSE
THEY HAVE AN EXTENSIVE GEM COLLECTION HERE
The museum is housed in the original Deming Armory built back in 1915-16. An addition has since been added making it a sizeable complex with many rooms and corridors. We spent the best part of two hours there slowly looking around but one could easily spend a few days taking everything in. This museum has two floors linked not only by stairs but an elevator as well. If your in the Deming area with some time on your hands I would definitely recommend you stop around and have yourself a look at their extensive collection of artifacts and antiques.
GROWING UP ONLY A FEW HUNDRED YARDS FROM THE TAVISTOCK ONTARIO TRAIN STATION I REMEMBER STEEL WHEELED CARTS JUST LIKE THIS ONE ON THE TRAIN PLATFORM
DEMING’S FIRST FIRE TRUCKS
A 1952 CHEVROLET
DEMING’S VERY FIRST CAR
From the museum we headed straight-away for McDonalds to grab us a couple of needed coffees. From their parking lot Kelly phoned the Adobe Deli and ordered a Reuben Sandwich to go. We had heard they were very good. A leisurely drive back through Deming and and east along highway 549 across the desert floor had us at the Adobe Deli’s parking lot 20 minutes later. With a heavy Rueben in hand we hurried home where we knew an anxious little doggy to be waiting.
YEP, WE WERE BACK AT THE ADOBE DELI ALRIGHT
THERE’S A 44 POUND RUEBEN SANDWICH IN THAT PLASTIC BAG:))
WELL THERE YA ARE….THAT’S A RUEBEN
OKAY, BACK AT THE DEMING MUSEUM WE TAKE THE ELEVATOR TO THE 2ND FLOOR AND ‘OMG’ THERE IS EVEN MORE GREAT STUFF TO LOOK AT
AND THERE IS A MEZZANINE DECK RUNNING AROUND THE TOP OF THIS LARGE ROOM WITH EVEN MORE ARTIFACTS
BIGGEST COLLECTION OF BELLS WE’VE EVER SEEN
THIS IS CALLED THE MEDICAL ROOM
AND OF COURSE A DISPLAY CASE OF OLD CAMERAS
KELLY SETS UP TO TAKE SOME PHOTOS WITH HER SMART PHONE
THIS OLD VICTROLA WAS OF INTEREST TO ME BECAUSE WE HAD A SIMALAR ONE WHEN I WAS A SMALL BOY AND THAT RECORD ON THE TURN TABLE IS ‘CHEWIN WOMAN BLUES’ BY DINAH WASHINGTON
THIS TELEPHONE OPERATOR DISPLAY REMINDS ME OF MY MOTHER WHO WAS HERSELF A BELL TELEPHONE OPERATOR IN MY HOME TOWN OF TAVISTOCK ONTARIO CANADA….THE TAVISTOCK BOARD WAS MUCH BIGGER THAN THIS ONE THOUGH AND I REMEMBER AS A SMALL BOY IN THE EARLY 50’S WATCHING MY MOTHER PLUGGING AND UNPLUGGING ALL THE LINES AS CALLS CAME IN OR WERE ENDED Kelly had quite a job cutting the Rueben in half but managed. She enjoyed her Rueben but me not so much. Not knowing what to expect I was right away disappointed. Although I grew up in a family of big sauerkraut eaters I have always absolutely hated the darn stuff and that’s what my Rueben was mainly made of. A whole lot of yukky Sauerkraut:(( Not the Deli’s fault of course. I didn’t eat much of it of course and to get that horridly awful sauerkraut taste out of my mouth I had to immediately whup myself up an especially large peanut butter and honey sandwich. Ahhhh, can you spell ‘relief’.
Kelly had quite a job cutting the Rueben in half but managed. She enjoyed her Rueben but me not so much. Not knowing what to expect I was right away disappointed. Although I grew up in a family of big sauerkraut eaters I have always absolutely hated the darn stuff and that’s what my Rueben was mainly made of. A whole lot of yukky Sauerkraut:(( Not the Deli’s fault of course. I didn’t eat much of it of course and to get that horridly awful sauerkraut taste out of my mouth I had to immediately whup myself up an especially large peanut butter and honey sandwich. Ahhhh, can you spell ‘relief’.
BACK TO THE MAIN FLOOR OF THE MUSEUM THERE IS ALSO A FINE MILITARY SECTION
A WORLD WAR 1 MAXIM GUN
FLEECE LINED LEATHER BOMBER JACKET, PANTS ,AND BOOTS OF B-17 FLYING FORTRESS CREW MEMBER
No sign of any Sun today and by 3 this afternoon we had us a steady rain pitter pattering on our roof. Pheebs and I did get out long enough to take a few photos of what appears to be a pet cemetery nearby. We had noticed some more crosses earlier not too far from where we are parked.
SOME OF THE PARK’S RESIDENTS HAVE LIVED HERE A LONG TIME AND THIS IS WHERE THEY HAVE BROUGHT THEIR DECEASED PETS OVER THE YEARS….ALWAYS SAD
With weather clearing Friday we will likely hit the road for points further west. Still trying to decide if we want to head northwest from Lordsburg up into the Apache Junction area or stick to our old route and make a beeline for Tucson and destinations beyond. We will probably return this way in March when weather’s a bit warmer and at that time pop in and see our friends from Sierra Vista, Nancy and Pat plus our other friends Janna and Mike a little further east near Pearce Arizona. We would like to stop into this El Rancho Lobo RV Park again as well. We have grown to really like this place and there is a lot of history in this area some of which we explored a number of years ago. Here’s a few links to my posts for Fort Bayard, the Gila Cliff Dwellings, Silver City, Columbus, and City Of Rocks State Park.
Richard and Al were on a small chartered airplane when the pilot suddenly had a heart attack. "Don't Panic," cried Richard heroically. "I'll land this baby!" Seizing the controls he headed for the runway at LaGuardia Airport, and began wrestling the diving plane to the ground. Just as the wheels touched the ground, Al screamed, "Red lights!! Right in front of you!" Immediately Richard threw the engine in reverse and jammed on the breaks, bringing the plane to a violent stop just inches from the edge of the lights. "Brother!" he puffed, wiping his brow. "That sure was a short runway!" "Yeah," agreed Al, looking side to side, "but look how WIDE it is."
“The other day I held the door open for a clown. I thought it was a nice jester.”
The 50-50-90 rule: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there's a 90% probability you'll get it wrong.
I tried to sell the antique string instrument cause I needed the lute