Lowell, Arizona

 

I finally was forced to leave New Mexico and go to Arizona. That Polar Vortex or whatever weather system that has made the entire country frozen got to New Mexico.  So, about 175 miles later, I was in Benson, Arizona and the weather was milder. My traveling friend is a member of a club called Escapees and they have a nice RV park there, so she called and they had openings and would take a non-member (me). We arrived and then they told us they had a special going on - $50 for a week. That's a really great price for a week, so we decided to stay and do day trips to areas we wanted to see. And that included today's trip to Lowell.

We found this little town by accident, we thought it was part of Bisbee. Signs on the old buildings all said Lowell, established in the 1880's. We parked and got out of the car to take lots of photos. I made a comment that it looked like people just locked up the shops one day, left their vehicles there and walked off. The town had a Greyhound station right next to a gas station where the gas was $.31 for regular and $.34 for premium.

 

A gas station across the street had an old Jaguar sitting right outside the Chevrolet dealer.

There was a Harley-Davidson shop and a shop specializing in Indian motorcycles.

 



Outside the auto parts store were more gas pumps, Gulf this time. An old Buick in nice shape sat waiting for a fill. This was all near Bisbee, an old mining town, which could account for all those fuel pumps. Plus, there was another gas station and auto repair around the corner.

 

 

  



The police station was down the block, with a patrol car out front, just waiting for all those cars speeding past.

 

 

We had a fun time looking at this little town with all the fuel pumps and old cars.