We visited the Goldfield Ghost Town, a wild west town, established in 1893, and now an Arizona tourist trap.

At high noon (and hourly thereafter) they have a gunfight performance on main street:

After the gunfight, we went to the saloon for lunch:

Me:

A “floozy”:

I had a pork tenderloin sandwich and fries:

Just as we finished lunch, the next gunfight was starting, this time involving the ladies:

Horse riders, narrow gauge train, and mountains:

We explored most of the shops, but the only things that appealed to us to buy was some tasty fudge.