In fact, he had many mining claims while he was in Tombstone, and staked claims and worked mines off and on in Colorado, Idaho, and California in the years following. He was in Alaska for the big gold rush of '98, but not as a prospector -- he ran a saloon in Nome, and did well. (Very well. Better than he ever did as a prospector.)
This shot was taken at their Vidal camp, and I've always wondered who was behind the camera. Josie is watching Wyatt toss scraps to their little dog, "Earpie." (Wyatt always
seemed to have a dog.)
At some point, they bought a house in Vidal, the only house Wyatt ever owned, a little house Josie said was her "dream come true," and they divided their time between Los Angeles, (summers) and Vidal. (The rest of the year.)
I went looking for that little house a couple of summers ago. Was harder than I thought. According to the map, Vidal is midway between Needles and Blythe, but it's actually some distance off the highway and so little of the town remains that I drove right past it, had to turn around, drive back, and look closer. Then, once I identified the site by a railroad sign, I went looking for the house.
The Vidal railroad sign... The Earp house is a mile or so to the right. Not much in between.
Next stop, Parker, Arizona, 37 miles east...