There was a pretty good selection of spurs with this sample of the different kinds of rowels you can order.  This is definitely cattle country.

A boot repair and saddle shop in Clayton.  I don't imagine there are too many remaining.  He had quite a few boots in for repair and his saddles and horse equipment was really cool stuff.

Our hotel in Clayton, NM.  Built in 1898 it was, and still is, quite nice.  I took pictures of the bullet holes in the saloon that were made about a week ago...not really, sometime in the late 1890's.   The outlaw "Black Jack" Ketchum was hanged in Clayton in 1900.  He was the guy that was decapitated when he was hanged, due to improper placement of the rope (so the story goes).

The sign says it all!  Stopped here to rest from the torture of fighting the winds.  Amazingly, the wind stopped about 10 miles from here.  It lasted until just out of Guymon, where it picked up again more intense than ever.  There were a few times when we thought the trip would end in the ditch out in the middle of sparsley populated farm country of OK.  We finally made the 105 miles from Guymon to Woodward in almost 4 hours of physical torture.  My arms felt like the size Popeye's arms!  Leaving Woodward the next morning the wind was blowing but no where near the intensity of the day before.  We rolled into Clayton, NM in about 3 1/2 hours.  Clayton is a genuine cowboy town.  The entire of the economy is based on cattle ranching and a few tourists (like us).  Unfortunately, the town did not appear prosperous. 

We had battled the wind for almost 190 miles at this point.  A victim of the high winds at Moreland, OK.

Check the flags!  At this point we were only about 50 miles out of Tulsa and the wind was about 30-40 mph.

Just as we got on the freeway to leave Tulsa, the engine quit and I lost throttle control.  Here I am waiting for Lon and Bonnie.  I messed with the throttle and was able to make it to a local HD dealer who fixed the problem in about 20 minutes.....great service by Myers-Duren HD! 

More storm damage in Tulsa.

More storm damage in Tulsa.

This turtle was literally blown into Bonnie's front yard by the storm.

One of the trees uprooted from the storm.  A bad picture of the water i Bonnies' basement.

Bonnies' award for the Best Beans in the Oklahoma State BBQ Championship.  Way to go, Bonnie!

One of four guys that do the final assembly of the guitar.  This is the only job in the factory that requires the employee to be a guitar player.

Almost done.

Staining the body of the guitar.  The resemblence to Derek is remarkable.

Start of the guitar body.

A way out of sequence photo of our tour of the Gibson Guitar factory in Memphis.  They make the hollow body electrics, here. 

The owner of this shop in Eureka Springs said the cat spends pretty much the day sleeping in the window sill.

Main street Eureka Springs.  ES has been "healing" people since the late 1800's.  The springs are thought to produce minerals that heal various "afflications".  Even if the springs don't really accomplish the desired result, the tourist trade there will definitely take up the slack. The shops are really quite nice and they have several restaurants that serve excellent food.  The streets are narrow, winding and sometimes quite steep......great on a motorcycle!