The Leaning Tower of Texas caught our eyes as we left Texas and entered Oklahoma .
The tiny city of Sayre, Oklahoma welcomed us
The Sun Sets on Route 66 (Route 66, Chapter 7)
At the Cross (Route 66, Chapter 6)
Ron was hoping to see ranches, but Texas is a BIG state and there weren’t very many ranches this far north, in the panhandle. We did see a few, and I was fascinated with their old windmills.. catching pics of all I could see along the road.
Where is Everyone? (Route 66, Chapter 5)
We could often see Route 66 running parallel to the Interstate. We slipped onto the actual Mother Road as often as we could. And in New Mexico, we had opportunity several times.
You don’t even have to ask – (Route 66 Chapter 4)
Still in Arizona, we continued traveling west on Route 66, literally I-40 at times, but I liked knowing it was as close to the original Mother Road as we could get! We hoped to reach Grants, New Mexico before dark.
The Corner – We own it! Route 66 (Chapter 3)
You do something – you hear something – you remember something – you experience something – you see something – it sticks with you. You were impressed, touched, stirred.
Takin’ it Easy – Route 66 (Chapter 2)
You never know what to expect driving I-40, Route 66 – the Mother Road.
When we left Needles, California on that beautiful morning ( see my last post) of course we entered Arizona immediately. Desert all the way.
Get Your Kicks . . . Route 66 (Chapter 1)
“If you ever plan to motor west
Travel my way, take the highway that’s the best
Get your kicks on Route 66″
You’ve heard it. Even if it was before your time, which it probably was.
The Corner – We own it! Route 66 (Chapter 3)
You do something – you hear something – you remember something – you experience something – you see something – it sticks with you. You were impressed, touched, stirred.
You don’t even have to ask – (Route 66 Chapter 3)
Still in Arizona, we continued traveling west on Route 66 (literally I-40, but I like to know it’s as close to the original Mother Road as we can get!), hoping to reach Grants, New Mexico before dark.
Daddy’s Walking Sticks
The young wife trimmed a couple inches from the end of the whole ham before baking it in the large roasting pan. Every time. Years of this habit passed.
One day a friend asked, “Why do you do this?”