These two signs say it all. Pithole was truly a flash in the pan, albeit a bright flash. An instant, hugely populated city, borne from the many oil well successes in the general Oil Creek area - here and bustling, but then gone. Over-drilling and fires quickly brought the end to the fortune and fame in this boom town.
Bill stands in front of what we affectionately refer to as "oil animals" (they seem so alive when they are busily pumping out in the fields!). Unfortunately, the museum building here was also closed on that day - so, poor Bill, no Pithole T-shirt...!
After a few trips in a smaller, used motorhome, we decided we liked all that adventuring so much, we came home and traded in our RV for a bigger one, moved out of our house and rented it, moving into our little yurt in the back country of a certain southern CA county - all in one month! We started out afresh then as full-time RVers - my husband, two cats, two dogs, and I. And indeed, our first year with our new Winnebago Tour, we were out from Jan. to Nov. However, due to health issues and trying to avoid the cold wintery weather found in so much of our country, subsequent years have seen us only out for about 6 months, scurrying back to sunny, mild southern Calif. come fall.
I am amazed at all we've seen and the wonderful people we've met. Come share it with us...
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