Will we ever get to Jack’s?

In case you were wondering here's the broken regulator.
In case you were wondering here’s the broken regulator.

They say you can get your kicks on Route 66. I did not know they meant literally. Every fall a gang of wild burros descend on the town of Oatman for free handouts. Tourists show up to oblige them. These burros are descendants of burros used by prospectors in days gone by. Burros are wild animals but they are not native and have, in not just my opinion, achieved a level of success that threatens the livelihood of nature’s local creatures. And they get free food in town just when supplies are disappearing in the desert. I came, I saw, I was disgusted. We did not get out of the truck. Passing by and peering out from the safety of the cab was enough for me.

I know I’m a party pooper. I love horses and burros and I wish they were not running amok in certain fragile ecosystems. I think they should be eradicated. Just like the audad in Texas. The desert creatures need their habitat. There are plenty of horses and burros in the world. I also don;t want to get kicked by an irritated mule in a traffic jam. Been there, done that, time to move on.

Pass above Oatman, AZ. Lots of cars off the edge.
Pass above Oatman, AZ. Lots of cars off the edge.
Drive-by Oatman shot.
Drive-by Oatman shot.
These are wild animals.
These are wild animals mixing with a crowd of people.
The wild burros of Oatman.
The wild burros of Oatman.
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