First Taste of Desert

            Bubba has made it as far as New Mexico and has been warned that the road is hard to find and in very poor shape.  There is always the option of a newer piece or he could even hit the freeway, but we have to give the old stuff a chance first.

            If we were going to be in a bad road / desert situation we would have to top off the supplies.  First stop is to gas up the car at another ultra modern station.

            After getting gas for the car, the natural move is to do the same for us.  We stopped at this drive in and didn’t even have to get out of the car.  The wait time was a little slow but, hey, you wait for quality food, right?

            No body was home at the Home of Quality FOOD so we pressed on.  Our directions were to turn off the main two-lane at the sign painted on the rock wall and head toward the tracks.  The road bridge is next to the railroad bridge.  We located the sign which was very helpful in pointing the way.  They want to make sure you don’t get lost.

            I’m not too sure about this part of the road.  This was not the road on the TV show, well Wagon Train maybe, but not the corvette in Route 66.

            We got to the part where it crosses the stream but there was a minor problem with the bridge.  It wasn’t there anymore.

            Rick figured if we went fast enough we could drive across the railroad bridge.  He said he did it in Wingo, California all the time.  It was about a minute later that Spider vetoed that idea.

            Now I was stuck in the desert!  I didn’t like this place.  The trees are sharp!

            Water, Water!  I was parched.  I needed to find a watering hole.  Any watering hole, even a muddy brown one will do.  I lucked out and found a nice clear blue hole.

 

          

  It is blue and it is a hole and it is water.  We found a little nicer road and headed off.  I wasn’t sure where we were right then but the sign said Las Vegas was up ahead.   I heard somewhere that some of the best casinos are on the outskirts so we stopped at this place to celebrate our victory over this part of the desert.  Oooo! The glitz and glamour of Las Vegas.  Look at all that neon.

            Maybe we took a wrong turn somewhere.  The barkeep said we were still in New Mexico.  He said we were just outside of Las Vegas, New Mexico.  Actually it is not a bad little town.  We stopped off at the Plaza Hotel for a little slice of the OLD, old days.

            After we figured out exactly where we were on a spur of Route 66, we rested up.  Tomorrow we would hit Santa Fe.

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Leaving Oklahoma

            Bubba is on the road.  He is traveling Route 66 in Oklahoma heading west.  As he leaves the big cities of Tulsa and Oklahoma City, the landscape changes.

            We have gone a long way.  We started in Chicago a year ago and after a break are back to complete the route.  It is easy to get lost on a road that, for the most part, doesn’t exist anymore and sometimes I think we may have strayed off the track.

            I wasn’t sure if the “Yukon Czech Capital” is in Canada or Europe.  I certainly wouldn’t have looked for it here.  Rick and Spider assured me we were still on track in Oklahoma.  I had to agree.  I looked around and we did seem to be in Oklahoma.  I saw no signs of us being anywhere else.

     Maybe this is the “Way South Canadian River”.  I believe I read somewhere this is the longest bridge of this type anywhere, at least in Canadian Oklahoma.  The trestles just roll off into the distance.

     We are in the country now.  This is Route 66 as it was in the Southwest.  It rolls straight off into the distance.   Being bypassed by bigger roads, these days you can drive where you want and as fast as the road allows. 

     You do have to be a little careful, the road is a little narrow and you never know what is hiding in one of the dips just waiting to shove you off into a field.

     I think I heard the farmer yelling at us and thanking us for plowing his field as we slid sideways past him. 

     The road with its concrete curbs and asphalt patches was showing its age a bit prompting us to slow down and enjoy the scenery.

     That was the good road.  The bad part was ahead.  We did get a warning that road conditions may change.

     Luckily our GPS told us where we were.  Driving on road.

     We soon came to a big city.  This place is so laid back that if you can’t find a parking place; you just park in the middle of the street. 

     It was time to stop for the day.  We gassed up the car.

     Got a bite to eat in a first class restaurant.

     We checked out the maps and decided to push to get into Texas the next day.  Oklahoma is a nice place but we had Santa Monica ahead of us.  We found a great four star hotel and bedded down for the night.

Texas Tomorrow!!