

Yucca, Arizona
After driving the last 15 miles to Stagecoach Ranch along a rough, rutted desert track (don't tell the car-hire company!), we arrived, dust-coated and all shook up. We'd missed our chance to ride that day, due to our late arrival (aw, shame!), and would have to wait until the day after. The ranch had been made to look like a 'wild west' town, and I just couldn't stop whistling the theme from 'A Fistful Of Dollars'. We visited the gift shop, 'cos Sal was desperate...