Last fall LOML and I took a trip out to St Louis to check out a few bicycle paths. We found this one to ride. http://www.cruisin66.com/stl/cor.html
Way cool!!
I've driven I-40 from Barstow to Albuquerque. It is mostly Rte 66 but 66 detours occasionally. Can't say I got any "kicks".
There are sections where you stop at every other gas station you see to get gas. That is because the gas stations are 100 miles apart or more!
Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. - Thomas Edison
I made a couple of trips when I was in the Army in 1962-64, at Fort Campbell, Ky. We would pick up 66 around OKC or Tulsa. On two occasions I hitch-hiked the whole way.
Best ride I ever had started in New Mexico, just inside the border with Texas. I had been standing in the same spot for hours, when a guy in a brand new Volvo sports car pulled over.
We went through the usual conversation. Where are you going--California, where--Los Angeles. Until it turned out that he lived less than ten miles away from my parent's house.
An hour later, he asked me if I would drive as he was tired. This car was too cool. The first car I ever drove with seat belts. They were three point with a shoulder belt. It also had a switch on the dash for overdrive. He slept until I pulled into my parent's driveway. He told me that was the first time he had driven from Texas to California without getting a ticket.
On another trip I had a bad experience in Amarillo. I was hitching with a fellow paratrooper, in uniform, who also lived in the L.A. area. We stopped to eat in a little coffee shop, where we were asked to leave as my friend was black. They said they would let him eat in the kitchen. When I joined him there, there was some very hostile talk. We were so scared that we took a bus to New Mexico, rather than hitching.
Steve
I would never die for my beliefs because I might be wrong. Bertrand Russell
I practically grew up on Rte. 66 and other parallel highways.
My father was a military man and we moved just about every summer. Unlike many army families, we mostly managed to avoid the Southern bases and DC. We were stationed in Oklahoma, California, Kansas, Michigan, all along the East-West roads.
We would load up the station wagon, making a spot for me in the "back-back". The signs for that darned Kit Carson's Cave tantalized us for hundreds of miles in either direction, but we somehow never made the stop.
My siblings and I are always mystified by people who get car sick. We'd have been at a standstill if that were the case with any of us. Or, more acurately, the sick one would have to hang out the window, necessitating a car wash later in the day! It happened to each of us - once!
I very much appreciate travel on the old highways. You get an apprecation for life that the Interstates shield you from. As an adult, whenever my business travels have required a car journey, I've frequently taken the back roads, where the smell of freshly-fertilized fields or views between the rows tall corn inform the American scene like no Stuckey's can.
I do, however, appreciate that new-fangled contraption, the air conditioner.
We made the trip to MCRD, San Diego when my son graduated from boot camp. We swung north to do some sight seeing (the NHRA Museum) and headed west on I-40. We made several side trips along the way, get off the interstate and following the old Route 66. A lot of the road is in poor repair but still worth the drive.
Don, aka Pappy,
Wise men talk because they have something to say,
Fools because they have to say something.
Plato
Back in 1960,my then wife and I made the whole trip along 66. Our car was a 54 English Ford Consul. It performed flawlessly. We had an exterior water bag hanging over the front of the car as we were advised to only cross the desert at nite and to carry extra water. When we arrived in Missouri, we notice many oncoming drivers were looking at us strangely;when I stopped for gas, I found out why: I had forgotten to remove that water bag from the front of the car! Good times back then!
My home town is on route 66. It is about 90 miles from the start of 66.
For years our town was the first stoplight south of Chicago on route 66. Which also meant many may traffic accidents. That light was replaced when route 55 moved the road about 1 mile away and it now bypasses the town.
I traveled up and down 66 from home to Bloomington for Boy Scout activities all through high school. Route 66 was the main corridor for the drive from home to college 66 to Il 136 west. So I have logged many a mile going back and forth on 66.
Were there other kicks on Route 66, I don't think the statue of limitations has run out yet to describe those.
I used to live about a mile from Rt. 66 in Edgewood, NM. I traveled it almost every day to and from Albuquerque. It was my preferred method through Tijeras Canyon and a way to avoid the madness and slow moving trucks on I-40.
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