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Day 06 - Bloomington, IL - St. Louis, MO

Well, we thought we were going to stop in Springfield and although we did "stop" there we didn't spend the night. Instead we decided to push thru and make it all the way to St. Louis. More on that later.

We drove a lot of road that looked just like this today and never once saw a toll plaza.

Second of the "Illinois Giants" in Atlanta, IL.

Believe it or not, we ran into Julie and David at 3 different stops today. First was at the Sirup stop in Funks Grove, second was at this old collection of Gas Station stuff and later in the day we saw them at Cozy Drive In hot dog stand. I doubt we'll see them again but would love the opportunity. BTW... they were from Quebec.

Embracing the name... after 47 years.

Lincoln's tomb in Springfield.

Stopped by Lincoln's Tomb and spent some time there. The tomb was designed and built within 7 years of his death.

This neon Route 66 sign is in the window of Cozy Drive In. Its been there since 1950 and has been run by one family the whole time. It has a great collection of Route 66 memorabilia. The owner also is credited with inventing a device to dip corn dogs into the oil to cook better. On the wall was a history of the various devices he had created over the years.

The third of the "Illinois Giants" in Springfield. We had to back track a little bit, not much, to get this one at the tire center in Springfield. Chris was navigating and not as good at noticing all the fun attractions in the guide books... (take note Jay Norton, we'll be discussing this in Texas!)

There is about 1.5 miles of Old Route 66 between Chatham and Auburn made entirely out of brick. Yet another 'backtrack attraction', missed another one and had to make another u-turn.

This is an old bridge over the Mississippi that was closed years ago but bought by a tour company and now is used only by pedestrians and bicycles. The "Chain of Rocks" bridge is over a mile long and is the longest 'pedestrian' bridge in the US. Believe it or not, we missed the exit for this too!!! Today our "u-turn meter" was pretty much pegged.



Day 09 - The death and resurrection of Blinky.

If you are at all into photography you probably know a bit about, or at least have heard of 'geotagging'. Geotagging is the practice of embedding metadata into your photos that gives the latitude and longitude of where the photo was taken so that you can locate it on the map. Sure, you may want to worry about some security issues but for the most part, its fun to be able to see where you've been if you know how to read the data.

Beth geotags her photos.

She does this with a thing that we have affectionately named "Blinky". Blinky goes everywhere with her, well, everywhere she goes that she takes her camera, and, if you haven't guessed, it blinks.

We started today in Rolla, Missouri at the Super 8. After packing up we drove up the street to the Waffle House for breakfast. I LOVE Waffle House. It is just so pure and simple and to the point. You can't ask for a better breakfast on the road. Then we hit the road.

When we set out today we didn't have a lot of ground we had planned on covering. If we made it to Springfield Missouri we'd be ahead of schedule. Springfield was 100 miles from us. Lets just say it was a good thing we didn't need to go far.

Total miles driven 113.

Distance traveled 57.

What went wrong?

Uh... we got lost.

I'm gonna try to break this down, minus of course the standard... "oh, that was it, turn around next chance you get" mishaps.

We left Rolla and headed west... you know like the song says. Through Doolittle and then up onto interstate 44 because there is a stretch of 66 that is just totally unpassable. Then off at Exit 172 onto Outer Road North, (we did this several times today as the Outer Road North and Outer Road South traded duties for representing the remnants of 66).

Then, at Exit 169, you cross over I-44 again and turn onto Highway Z, as its called. Z takes you thru Hookers Cut and then you turn off Z thru an area called Devil's Elbow because of a bad turn in the river that clogs with fallen trees annually. The tavern at Devil's Elbow was closed but we met Doug and Jim and Becky. Great people. 

We stood there on the side of the road and talked for a long time... maybe an hour, certainly 30 minutes. They told us all about the Lake of the Ozarks and how it was a good "picture takin' trip". Such wonderful charm they all had. Doug and his wife moved from San Diego 10 years ago to build a 1.5 million dollar bed and breakfast on the lake and they just LOVE the area. 

This was a good lesson in underestimating people. The whole time I stood there with this underlying "California snob" attitude. Oh, I hide it well, but I know its right there under the surface. Then just as we are wrapping up our conversation Doug mentions something about 'leaving his iPhone at home and then says, "Oh I just love Apple, I got myself one of those iPads about 4 weeks ago (CLEARLY he is an early adopters) and I just love it..."

So there I am, put in my place. I'm no different then they are, as a matter of fact, I bet Doug could teach me a thing or two about iPads, after all, I don't have and he's had his for a month. Doug, Jim, Becky... I trust you are reading this, no doubt on your iPad, and I want to say what a wonderful time we had hearing your stories and Jim... I'm gonna watch Walking Tall (the original one) first chance I get. Although we won't be making the drive to Lake of the Ozarks on this trip... we may just be coming back for that...  

A very rare 4 lane divided portion of old Route 66

So we left Devil's Elbow and then thru St. Roberts, crossing I-44 again (told you) to Waynesville (Party Time! Most Excellent!). Thru Waynesville, crossing I-44, AGAIN and down 17 South... this is where it gets tricky... 

So, Lee Redmon calls at this point. He had some questions about video playback on external video displays and why it would look dark... well.. i got wrapped up in Lee's question... the phone went dead and we got cut off. Somewhere in there we also MISSED A TURN!!!!

From 17 South you are SUPPOSE TO veer onto Highway AA... if you don't, God Bless you everyone!

Ever heard of the Mark Twain National Forrest? Neither had we, but we sure saw a lot of it today. We were driving along all dumb and happy, NO CELL service which means NO Google Map updates on the iPhone but basically enjoying the view... ON THE WAY TO ARKANSAS!!! 

It turns out we went about 15 miles out of the way before Beth sort of panicked and realized... "I think this is wrong, we haven't seen an Historic 66 sign in too long." She was right and we pulled over.

So, you know all those ads showing how bad the iPhone coverage is on AT&T and what a looser you are if you don't have Verizon... they are TOTALLY RIGHT. We busted out our Verizon MiFi portable WiFi hub and put that thing up on the dash, we then logged on to it with our iPhones... (yes I said iPhones PLURAL because we ARE that geeky) and we were then able to get Google Map updates. AT&T zero, Verizon ONE! 

Beth, being the sensible one says, "Lets just turn around and get back on track" much like we did 8 years ago in Australia when we got lost in the outback. But this time we didn't have a plane to catch and frankly, we had all the time in the world. So I say... "ah come on, lets go on an adventure!" I take a quick look on Google Maps on the iPhone THRU the MiFi and make my plans to get thru the Mark Twain National Forrest. 


Thats right, for about 15 miles we are driving on dirt roads IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OZARK MOUNTAINS. That pour Chrysler will never be the same. (if you indeed work for Budget and are reading this please be aware that the details included in this blog are for entertainment purposes only and do not accurately represent what may or may not actually happen on our road trip... by the way what does the warning light that says "check t case" mean?)

But this is not the end of the story. Right in the heart of this getting lost dilemma, Beth makes a comment that "at least we'll be able to check the GPS data on Blinky to be able to know where we were later" at which point she reaches for Blinky on her belt loop and...

He's gone.

Blinky is gone.

Death of Blinky!

She is crushed. Blinky has become a friend. He was always with us, he always had good things to say at the end of the day and, well, HE BLINKS... what else could you ask for? But he was gone.

At this point Beth shuts down, she is just beside herself with disappointment, trying to figure out where he was left behind, what she bumped up against to knock him off his decidedly poorly designed lanyard. I'm trying to tell her, "we'll get another one", "at least we aren't lost", "things will be ok". But nothing is working... she is totally and completely angry with herself for loosing Blinky.

Eventually we make it back to Interstate 44 on the dirt roads and by now we are realizing that there are probably only 3 places we could have lost Blinky. The Bridge at Devil's Elbow, the McDonalds we used as a bathroom break or the giant bowling pin that we had stopped at earlier. Although we had driven 30 miles thru Mark Twains Forrest we had only traveled about 6 miles down the interstate since the giant bowling pin which we had determined was the most likely spot for loosing Blinky.

Having been thru this before when I lost my headphones in the middle of the outback 8 years earlier... AND FINDING THEM 3 days later, we thought, "What the hell, lets drive back to the bowling pin and see if we find Blinky.

We drive down the interstate, get off at exit 153, we cross over the freeway (yes, AGAIN) we pull on to Historic 66, we pull up opposite the bowling pin, I hop out, I run across the road and...

He's not there...


Happier times... Before the loss of our dear friend "Blinky"

I keep telling Beth "Its ok, we are driving in a digitally equipped mobile problem solving cruiser, 2 laptops, 2 smart phones (with crap coverage), 2 digital SLR's, 2 point and shoots, don't forget the Flip camera, multiple Terabytes of storage and the all important MiFi card.

We pull over for a late lunch, (we tend to still be eating on California time), pull out a laptop and log on. Our plan is to commit to a hotel location for Tuesday night, order "Blinky 2: Revenge of the GPS Tracker" and have him sent ahead to the hotel we'll be staying at in two days. 30 minutes later... its all taken care of. And we're fed and we head out back on the road.

Beth, amazingly enough, wants to try the "Highway 17, veer onto AA" thing again because there is a bridge she read about in the guide book she wants to take a picture of and this time we don't miss the turn and she gets a great shot of the bridge.

By now, we are tired, frustrated but at least we know we'll be getting "Blinky 2" in a few days but its time to call it quits for the day. Beth finds a place called Mungers Moss Motel, a Route 66 icon and the perfect 'roadside motel' experience we had talked about staying in. I pull up to the motel office, go into get a room and when i get back to the car Beth is smiling ear to ear.

Blinky had been found...

It turned out when Beth had jumped in the car to move it at Devil's Elbow it had fallen off her beltloop and I had been sitting on it the whole day...

Resurrection of Blinky!

We move into our room. We took a nap, we went out at sunset to shoot the old Munger's Moss neon sign and that was another day on Route 66.

Tomorrow... who knows WHATS gonna happen.



Day 12 - Gary Turner knows Route 66.

What an amazing day we had today and it was all about the road, slowing down and meeting amazing people.

We got up in Springfield Missouri and packed up. We had failed to adequately express our pleasure with the place we had been staying. It is a classic courtyard motor lodge. That's my term, I don't know if anyone else calls it that but I think its a good description.

The Best Western Coach House Inn is a single story motel, where you get to actually park in front of your room and basically toss your bags through your front door. It has two swimming pools and a play ground with a metal slide (I can't even imagine how hot THAT gets in the heat of summer). There is a restaurant on the grounds but we were way to enamored with the local Steak and Shake to try anything else. They also have the typical 'business man's continental breakfast" every morning till 10AM. But the place just had a great roadside motel feel to it. The only downside, 4:3 standard def TV… oh well.

Leaving Springfield we stayed on the older stretches of Route 66 until we got to a little speck on the map called Paris Springs and met Gary Turner at his Gay Parita Sinclair Station. Gary is mentioned by name in one of the guide books we have and we didn't even notice that until we drove away from his place TWO HOURS later.

We had almost missed his stop but Beth was driving and she yanked the car onto a side street and said, "We're going back, this is the type of guy you wanted to meet". Boy was she ever right.

Gary was fascinating. He knew politics. He knew religion. He knew economics. Within 10 minutes of meeting him I knew I had met a kindred spirit and 2 hours later, it was hard to say good bye. I won't go into too many details on what we spoke about but anyone who knows me, knows what floats my boat, knows what boils my blood, will know what type of conversation we had. 

Gary kept apologizing to me and saying, "oh I'm sorry to go off into all this…" But I keep telling him, "Gary, just so you know, you have not said ONE THING that I disagree with."

After maybe 45 minutes or an hour of sitting in his garage drinking free root beer and listening to this guy tell stories, he then began 'his pitch'. Gary is a master ambassador for Route 66. He makes you fall in love with this old road within minutes.

One of the most amazing things he did, and I mean like Patrick Jane from The Mentalist amazing, was that he opened up a picture book, Gary would call it a Photograph-y book (not photography), with all the sites of Route 66 and flipped thru the first two states we had been thru and pointed out EVERY SITE WE HAD STOPPED AT. And NO extra ones. 

Lou Mitchell's - Day 4

Odell Fillin' Station - Video

The Launching Pad

Funks Grove (a place we've barely mentioned)

Cozy Dog Drive In - Day 6

The St. Louis Arch - Day 7

and Ted Drewes Frozen Custard

It was UNCANNY, 7 for 7, he NAILED IT. I was soo impressed by it and it almost freaked me out.

All the while he is flipping thru this "photograph-y book" like 10 pages at a time, furiously! When he nailed all those sights I KNEW I was gonna buy the book, no matter what it cost. I was gonna reward him for being an excellent salesman, REGARDLESS of what he was selling. The book, by the way, is excellent.

I then was telling Gary that he was the reason I wanted to go on this trip in the first place and that THIS was the day I was hoping to have on Route 66. Beth chimed in and said, "yea, this is your second favorite day". 


"Tell him about Fithian", she said.

So I started to tell him about what an amazing time we had in Fithian but I decided I'd rather show him. So I walked across the street, grabbed my laptop and walked back and we plopped down on his porch and I played him the video from Day 5. It was so fun to share this story with him and he REALLY enjoyed the video. 

Eventually we had to go but seriously, neither of us wanted to say good bye. It was great and frankly a trip down Route 66 without pulling into Gary's old replica fillin' station would be just plain stupid.

But we weren't done. 

We finally made it to the state line, got into Galena Kansas and met Melba at the fillin' station where the original inspiration for Mater from Cars was found. John Lassiter and his team from Pixar had spent 2 months driving back and forth on Route 66 researching for the movie. She was able to show us a half a dozen bits of history that she could see from the front windows of her location on the corner that inspired various things from the movie.

But we still weren't done.

Eventually we made it to Baxter Springs where we got a room in the Café on the Route, the historical location of a bank that was once robbed by Jesse James (or so they say). We back tracked a bit to meet Don Karnes at his very own personal "Field of Dreams". Turns out about 10 years ago Don decided that the local high school needed a proper baseball field so he donated 12 acres of his own land and built a regulation size ball park. There's no fixed seating, as it saves a lot of money for the locals to just bring their own chairs, and he's $250,000 short of putting in lights for night games.

Perhaps the thing that impressed me the most about Don's Field of Dreams, is that he paid cash for every thing. He never borrows money, he never goes into debt, and he never rushes anything. I could only hope that people would look at this ball park and realize you don't HAVE to burn up your credit card by swiping it into hyper-drive in order to live a happy and fulfilled life.

I'm impressed by Don and as much as I like baseball (and I don't like it at all) I would love to see a game here one day in probably the only ball park in the US that was totally and 100% paid for with cash.

Good work Don. (if you want to contact him about contributing to the field you can contact him at coachkarnes@embarqmail.com)

Next we went to shoot an old bridge and then we headed back to the Café on the Route to write, process and post.

Its been a long day on Route 66, but a REALLY good one.



Day 18 - Pops was flooded.

After being advised to NOT try to make it to Oklahoma City on Monday we set out Tuesday morning about 10am. After a few mishaps getting back up to approximately where we left off on Route 66, we made a turn at the Route 66 overpass we had seen on Friday night when we arrived and headed west again.

As much as we enjoyed spending time with Scott and Cindi and Kaitlyn and Carter, and we did… it was nice to get back on the road.

Heading west from Oklahoma City was much easier then much of what we had already driven. We were basically just driving thru older industrial areas.

Our first real stop was lunch. Happy Burger in Sapulpa, Oklahoma was a really tiny place but the burgers were great. They also had the fry's that Steak n Shake should have had. The place is also filled with every bit of Pepsi memorabilia that you could ever imagine. I know that, at one point or another, I had owned some of the items in the place. This location had originally been built as a Tastee Freeze in 1971, so it wasn't the oldest building we had been in but certainly worth the stop for the food alone, that is, if you like burgers and fries.

UPDATE: Happy Burger itself has been around MUCH longer then it has been at this location.

We left Sapulpa and drove thru one small town after antoher. When we came to Bristow Oklahoma we had one of the funnier navigational mistakes of the trip (so far). We've made a lot of U-Turns, more than we care to keep track of. As a matter of fact, in the beginning of the trip we toyed with the idea of keeping track of things like "number of u-turns", "number of bathroom breaks" or "number of photo stops" but soon realized it would be too hard. Bristow needs to be remembered for the double u-turn fiasco. Lets just say, sometimes you get turned around.

Headed south on N. Main you need to make a right on W. 4th then a left on Rolland St. Lets just say it sounds easier than it is. As you leave Bristow the road opens up and there are way less towns and it really gets beautiful.

As we've noticed before, Route 66 is filled with views and sites that if you don't slow down you'll never be able to appreciate. We've also learned about "highways", "byways", "business loops", and "bypasses". To find the old road you have to keep your eyes open. For example... the Ozark Trail. This little bridge and old run down drive in theater were on one of the little side loops that could have easily been missed.

As a matter of fact, when we stopped to take this "Historic 66" photo the man who lived across the street from the sign walked out to chat with us. He had lived there, on this little stretch of 66 forever and he was really proud of the road. He told us that he had petitioned the Route 66 people for the sign in front of his house for 8 years and was excited to FINALLY get them to have the prisoners to make him a sign. He also told us that, as we had suspected, the Route 66 signs were controlled by a different group than the state and federal highway signs.

Sometimes you need to find a new way to take a photo with the "roadside giants". To be fair, this penguin wasn't even that big.

As we started thru Stroud Oklahoma we saw this old neon sign and Beth decided to pull over to take a few photos. Once again I ended up helping this family take a photo with the sign. They were on their way to Seattle from one of the Carolinas. I'm not sure they wanted to take as long as I put them thru to GET the photo but I KNOW they'll remember this moment from their trip.

The city of Chandler represents the middle of the state of Oklahoma and they also claim it is the middle of the United States. I'm not sure how that works out but they even have a big sign infront of the local public swimming pool claiming it, so, you know... it MUST be true right? This sign was on the front of a Route 66 museum. Later in the day we ended up standing round waiting so, in retrospect, we probably should have gone in. Oh well, maybe next time.

Leaving Chandler you drive thru Warwick, and Luther and eventually you come to Arcadia. It was in this area that we started to see evidence of the flooding from the day before. The soil in this area has a deep red clay look to it and all over the side of the road we saw huge puddles of water with this amazing color. We also drove over a few bridges where the creeks or rivers were really high and the water was the same color. It was amazing.

We had no idea just how high the water had been, but we were going to find out.

One really famous attraction is this old Round Barn. You can't miss it on the road, it is RIGHT on the side of Route 66, its a very low key stop. No one is going to try to sell you anything and you can walk around in and out and take photos and in actuallity the construction of the room is really amazing. As with most old structures it has a long past of being originally built and then it burns down or suffers some sort of weather related damge and then it is "repaired to its original glory" at some point or another.

Hmm... its amazing how the dome of the barn and my head look so much alike.

What we were really looking forward to was Pops. Cleaver name. It is not, as you may think, named after someones dad, with an apostrophy "s". Instead it is plural "s".

Pops is a road side attraction with over 400 flavors of soda on sale. Its also a gas station and a diner. At first we just went in for a shake. We started chatting with one of the waiters and he shared with us a photo of the flooding the day before, a photo which, by the way, Beth had already found on Twitter. The water hd come up to the second row of pumps and that means in the nearby fields it must have been at least 4 or 5 feet deep. It was pretty amazing that there wasn't more damage.

Remember the family at the Skyliner Motel sign above? We ran into them again and it turns out he is a wine maker. I set up another shot for him and eventually his wife joined in as well. It was really nice, they offered us a bottle of wine but we politely declined because we don't drink. I told him it would be better to save it for someone who would enjoy it more. 

The art direction in Pops was amazing. They had slide shows that played on large LCD screens all over inside. Very much a 21st century roadside attraction.

These bottle displays would NEVER fly in California. You'd think that, "they must be glued down right?" Well sort of. Up to about 7 feet up they are glued down just so you don't PLAY with them as you sit at your table to eat, but above that... higher up... up where they will surely reach escape velocity if it were to fall... the UPPER bottles are NOT glued down.


But the bottle everyone comes for is out front.

Its 66 feet tall (think about it... it took me a while) and it lights up at night. Lets just say I'm glad Beth had done her research because, I had NO CLUE this thing lit up like a Christmas Tree at night. Well, I guess its not like a Christmas Tree... unless your Christmas Tree is shaped like a giant pop bottle. (oh yea, they don't say "soda" in the mid west.)

A lot of times Beth gets really nice compliments on her photos. Often times its "wow what a nice camera that must be..." and although good equipment is part of it there are other factors in play. You know that little control at the top of your camera with the green box on it... DON'T USE IT. you really need to explore the things your camera can do and play. Remember, at least you aren't wasting real film so don't be afraid to take some bad photos.

But sometimes the real trick to getting a good shot is patience and patience can be really hard. We sat around the Pops parking lot for HOURS... I think we were there at least 4 hours because we wanted to shoot this thing at sunset.

Yea... it was worth it.

Make sure you watch this video till the end. What a difference a day makes... We shot this video and photos the day AFTER the flood. Except for all the dust in the parking lot we would have never known.

To see even more pictures from this day, please go to my Flickr page.