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Road Trip 2023 – The Un-ride or The Lazy 8

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*** No Motorcycle content other than a couple photos in a museum part way through the trip***


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Linda’s bucket list was down to 3 items. We have been talking about a 3 week 5K ride on our Honda Gold Wing for a few years to knock off a couple of them, along with checking out some other things along the way including more of Route 66. We studied maps asked for some suggestions and planned a basic route.

Our departure date was intended to balance getting out of and back to Texas before it got too hot and when enough of the heavy snow out West would gone. When it came time to leave the West was already getting into an extended hot weather pattern.

As Clint Eastwood famously said, “A man’s got to know his limitations.” So, at the last minute we decided to do the trip in the car instead. I wasn’t so sure at the time, but taking the car was correct move in the end due to the weather.

Day 1 Fort Worth to Joplin, Moriarty, NM

Loaded up and out shortly after sun up. Leon did a Pie Run many years ago to what would be our lunch stop. I missed that Pie Run.

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After a great lunch and slice of Green Chile apple pie, also known as New Mexico Apple pie we were back on the road.

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Back on the road into New Mexico the car thermometer read 112, and we decided right then that taking the Mazdarati was the right call. If we were on the bike would have called it a day in Tucumcari, in the car we pushed on to Moriarty.

By luck we chose an old Route 66 Hotel that turned out to be a real gem.

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I had a very interesting visit with the owner. The hotel has a storied history and regularly gets used in movies. For instance, the Motel scenes in “**** or High Water” were filmed in room 18. Several rooms had stickers like this on the windows.


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Immediately next door was another neat old building that looked familiar but took me a bit to remember where I had seen it. For those of you that get Peacock there was a series called “Poker Face”. This building was one of the main filming locations in Episode 2. The hotel owner said the film crew was there for about 7 weeks filming the Episode.

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Day 2 Moriarty to Flagstaff, AZ

Since we got a little farther than planned yesterday, we had plenty of time to stop and see a few things.

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Linda’s life time National Park Pass saved as a bunch of money at this stop.

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And now in the Petrified Forest.



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It was getting really hot outside but is still pretty early in the day. He headed to Holbrook for lunch. This slice of Green Chile apple pie we ate a local dinner after lunch was not very good.


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I originally had planned to on staying in an old Route 66 Motel in Winslow. Since we were standing on the corner in Winslow, Arizona last time we were out here on the Gold Wing we decided to go on to Flagstaff after checking out a big hole in the ground.

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Despite efforts from the government to purchase the crater it is still privately owned. It has a pretty interesting history.


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Day 3 Flagstaff to Williams, AZ

Last time we were out this way on the Gold Wing in May of 2019 our visit to the Grand Canyon wasn’t so nice. It was Linda’s first visit to the Grand Canyon and as we arrived at the South entrance a weather front blew in covered the canyon in clouds/fog and snow flurries. This time would be different.

We had been reading horror stories about couple hour long waits at the South Entrance to get in to the park. We decided to eat the hotel breakfast as soon as it started and go in the East entrance which we were hoping would be less busy. It seems like everyone else in the hotel had similar breakfast plan. At 6:30 am the breakfast room looked like feeding frenzy.

We had a nice relaxed traffic free drive to the East entrance. There was no line at all. This worked great as the farther we headed West in the park the busier the overlooks got.

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Inside the Watch Tower

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By the time we got to the South Entrance it was a sea of people and cars.

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After fighting the crowds to snap a few pictures it was South to Williams.


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We got lucky with parking on the main drag in Williams and walked across the street for lunch.


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While eating lunch we decided to call it a day and not head for Barstow. The good news this old Route 66 Hotel was right in the thick of things. The bad news it was a real dump at $100 a night.

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Our walk around Williams.

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Day 4 Williams to Barstow, CA

Got on the road and headed towards Barstow where we change direction from West to North. First, we had to get there. Kingman had a couple museums that looked like they might be nice to see.

The Kingman Visitors Center was really nice and worth a stop if you are passing through.


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Right across the street from the visitor’s center

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Before leaving town, we stopped at the Mohave Historical Museum. Very interesting history of the Kingman area.


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They claim to have one of the few museums that has a portrait of every US President on display.

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Leaving Kingman we had a choice to make. Stay on I-40 or head to Laughlin, NV. We opted for Laughlin. Leaving Kingman there is along climb on 68. When you get to the top there is long downhill to Laughlin. The outside thermometer in Linda’s car was reading 115 when we crossed the Colorado River and in to Nevada.


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We found a nice shaded place to park and had lunch in a big sports bar before continuing on. We took 95 up to Searchlight, NV and then 164 to I-15. No pictures unfortunately, but route 164 through the Northern part of the Mohave Desert was loaded with Joshua Trees. We had never seen them before. It was pretty neat.


I-15 to Barstow had a lot of traffic. We got off the highway in Barstow on Old Route 66. A lot of the old Motels were either closed or really run down. We wound up staying in a Quality in that turned to be quite nice for us. Had a shaded courtyard and pool, laundry facility and possible the best Hotel Restaurant I have ever eaten in.


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Day 5 Barstow tourist day

He hadn’t been checked into the hotel long last night when we decided it was time for a non-driving day. We scoped out a few things to do for the day.

First up was the Barstow Route 66 Museum. Its an older small museum staffed by volunteers. It contained a lot of local memorabilia and history of Route 66 including its hey day during the dust bowl. It was very interesting.
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My old boss that now lives outside of Lampasas has a 48 that looks just like this one.


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Next up was the Railroad Museum a couple minute walk away. Barstow has a rich railroad history starting back in the 1870’s.

From Wikipedia:

“Barstow Yard is a classification yard operated by Burlington Northern Santa Fe Railway (BNSF) in Barstow, California. With 48 directional tracks and a total area of approximately 600 acres (240 ha), it is the second largest classification yard west of the Rocky Mountains after the JR Davis Yard. Today, almost all freight traffic to and from Southern California runs through the junction.”

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From the you learn something new everyday file, we learned about “date nails” which are pounded into cross ties so that the railroad knew the wooden ties were lasting. There was quite a collection of them from all over the world. Sorry about the blurry photos.

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Last but not least we checked out the restored Harvey House.

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We knew nothing about Harvey Houses, or Harvey girls until now.

From Wikipedia:

“The Fred Harvey Company was the owner of the Harvey House chain of restaurants, hotels and other hospitality industry businesses alongside railroads in the Western United States. It was founded in 1876 by Fred Harvey to cater to the growing number of train passengers. When Harvey died in 1901, his family inherited 45 restaurants and 20 dining cars in 12 states. During World War II, Harvey Houses opened again to serve soldiers as they traveled in troop trains across the U.S.”

“In 1883, Harvey implemented a policy of employing a female, white-only serving staff. He sought single, well-mannered, and educated American ladies, and placed ads in newspapers throughout the East Coast and Midwest for "white, young women, 18–30 years of age, of good character, attractive and intelligent". The girls were paid $18.50 a month, plus room and board, a generous income by the standards of the time.”

Linda has become very interested in the Harvey Girls and has read 3 books about them already.

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The last fun thing of the day was going across the street from our Hotel and watching the new Indiana Jones. Flick. Linda had a steak and I had Shrimp Enchiladas in the Hotel restaurant that were to die for.

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Day 6 Barstow to Bishop, CA

Since this was originally put together as a bike trip I sought out some travel and things to see suggestions from @humanrace . Dennie was very helpful. He suggested we travel up the East side of California on Route 395 and made some suggestions of things to see.

Leaving Barstow headed up 395 is about as deserty as can be. Didn’t take any pictures because the scenery is not very exciting. Interesting but not exciting until we got closer to Bishop. Off in distance to the East is Death Valley, and to the West the Sierra Nevada mountains. It was a little strange running up the highway with temp in the low 100’s and seeing lots of snow up high in one direction a lot of hot desert in the other direction. Most of the roads we passed on the left going up in to the mountains were still closed due to all the snow they received last winter.

We arrived in Bishop and found out little mom and pop Motel checked in and cranked up the AC.



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We walked around the corner for lunch and saw this truck walking back. It was pretty neat and very done.

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I found another railroad museum to check out a short drive away from our room. Linda opted to stay in our cool motel room.





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From Wikipedia:


“The settlement of Station was formed in 1883 as a depot on the Carson and Colorado Railroad. The name was changed to Laws in honor of R.J. Laws, a railroad official.[3] A post office operated at Laws from 1887 to 1963 The town of Laws was a railroad station along a 3 ft (914 mm) narrow gauge railway portion of the Southern Pacific Railroad. Today the town of Laws exists as a museum of Owens Valley and Eastern Sierra Nevada history. It is registered as California Historical Landmark #953”

It was actually more a historic small-town museum than just a railroad museum. It had really neat old building and displays.

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From the necessity is the mother of invention file.

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There was a really neat old barn full of carriages along with one special room. The contained a replica of the 20 Mule Team Borax wagons.

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I found this road sign very interesting considering I have family the lives right near Route 6 in Providence, RI.


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Day 7 Bishop to Lake Tahoe, CA

We had a short drive today to Lake Tahoe. Linda asked if we could stay in there to watch the Fire Works over the Lake on the 4th of July. We had a little time to kill in the morning so we went for a short walk then breakfast at Jacks Restaurant. Breakfast was a huge portion and very good.


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Fishing is a very big activity in the area year round.




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We left Bishop and continued North on 395. The scenery was getting better and better.

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One of the places @humanrace told me to check out was Mono Lake.


From Wikipedia:

“Mono Lake (/ˈmoʊnoʊ/ MOH-noh) is a saline soda lake in Mono County, California, formed at least 760,000 years ago as a terminal lake in an endorheic basin. The lack of an outlet causes high levels of salts to accumulate in the lake which make its water alkaline.

The desert lake has an unusually productive ecosystem based on brine shrimp, which thrive in its waters, and provides critical habitat for two million annual migratory birds that feed on the shrimp and alkali flies (Ephydra hians). Historically, the native Kutzadika'a people ate the alkali flies' pupae, which live in the shallow waters around the edge of the lake.

When the city of Los Angeles diverted water from the freshwater streams flowing into the lake, it lowered the lake level, which imperiled the migratory birds. The Mono Lake Committee formed in response and won a legal battle that forced Los Angeles to partially replenish the lake level.”


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The Tufa



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Not a great photo, but this is an Osprey nest with momma and her young.

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Back on the road we stopped at the Mono Lake Visitors Center. The Park Ranger told us there us there was a big 4th of July Celebration in Bridgeport just up the road. We had thought about stopping for a bit but the town was jammed with people and parking looked tough to find.

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We were finally pretty much out of the flat desert we decide to stop for a stretch.


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We had some company that wanted to share our cranberry muffin with us.

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Since it was the first hot weather of the season, we lots of warning signs for fast moving water from the accelerated snow melt high up in the mountains.


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The road from Gardnerville, NV to Lake Tahoe was steep and curvy. Driving in to town it become obvious that there were a ton of people that had the same idea. We had a room in a small old Motel, but because it was the 4th the room rate was whopping $337 for one night.

Haven’t seen one of these in a while. When we moved to Texas 27 years ago, we gave ours to the moving van guy.

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After getting checked in we walked for a burger for lunch and checked out some souvenir stores and also where we were going to watch the Fireworks from. I felt like every electric scooter and bicycle on earth was in Lake Tahoe. Felt like we were going to get that run down feeling so we were very carefully walking around. It was a very pretty place but way to crowded and way too many entitled people out and about.

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We then a took a walk the other direction and had our first excitement for the afternoon. 5 or 6 Police cars went flying buy us and turned into a plaza a couple blocks ahead. We were told someone called them because of a suspicious person, and I guess with so many people in town they were taking no chances of anything going bad.

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On the way back to the motel from out walk excitement number 2 happened. Wish I had video of pictures of this one. A kid on sport bike went by and a police car going the other direction whipped around to pull him over. The bike did a u turn and the police did another one. Was like watching a bull fight where the bike was the matador and the police car was the bull charging the matador. It looked like the kid on the was doing his moves so that the police couldn’t see his license plate. This happened 4 or 5 times until the bike got around and had a clear street to try and get away. The bike went flying by us with police car a long way behind.


When we got down to the watch the fire works spot the motel desk guy recommended it was packed with people. The air was filled with the smell of lots of people smokin’ pot and a lot of them looked pretty out of it.

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All in all, the fireworks were very nice but we weren’t that thrilled with Lake Tahoe as a whole.

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Day 8 Lake Tahoe to Chester, CA

There was something I was very excited to see. But first we had to get there. We grabbed a quick breakfast at McDonalds and gassed up the car.

Leaving the mountain.


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We drove through Reno and then back in to the mountains to get to Lassen Volcanic National Park. I had built alternates routes because the road through the park still had a couple mile section of road buried under 13 feet of snow when we left the house. The road finally opened up a few days before we got up there.



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The park was so beautiful pictures don’t do justice.

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I had a nice visit with this gentleman he told me had been waiting and waiting for the road to be open because liked to go for rides to get out of the heat where he lived in Red Bluff.

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By the looks of all the bent trees, it was a tough winter.

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The rock was kind of heavy to push back up the hill.

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We had really ben enjoying the cool mountain air, but what goes up must go down. The bubbling pool was right on the side of the road on the side of a bridge. It was awesome to check out. The hot sulfur smell almost took your breath away when the wind blew the fumes in your face.

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Short video here.



The other side of the bridge.

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This is where we came from.

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When we exited the park, we headed to Chester for the night. It had been a great day. How do you know you are in a California hotel?

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Day 9 Chester to Fortuna, CA

Today was planned to be a simple travel day to get us over towards the coast. No real plans to stop anywhere. “Straight” shot West on Route 36.

I haven’t mentioned it yet but there had been some horrific forest fires in the areas near Lassen Volcanic National Park. At times, miles and miles of this. Where the trees weren’t burnt really bad it looked like someone was trying to salvage as much lumber as they could.

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The road to Red Bluff was very scenic and pleasant to travel. When we got close to Red Bluff we dropped a bunch of elevation and temperature changed from pleasant to very unpleasantly warm. We didn’t what these were but there was long row of them driving into Red Bluff.


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Leaving town on 36 there were all kinds of warning signs, like no services for 98 miles, long trucks and campers beware etc. We were thinking this road would be easy like 36 coming in from Chester. That was very bad assumption.

The road would soon get very narrow with little to no shoulders and then start going up again. The road was extremely scenic and at the same time tiring to drive in the car. Only posting a couple photos because they would all look the same. This stretch of road was amazing.

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We saw a bunch of redish orange colored trees along the road. We have never seen trees this color before. There were lots of them on the sides of the road.

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After a couple hours of hundreds of turns we dropped down in elevation at an oasis. The temperature was a good 40 degrees cooler than in Red Bluff.

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We were guessing this was the Pacific coast still far off in the distance.

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As we dropped lower in elevation all of a sudden, we were in a grove of giant Redwoods. Linda was getting excited because driving the Avenue of the Giants was bucket list item number 1 for this trip.


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Before checking into the hotel we stopped at Bella Italia for an absolutely fantastic mid afternoon lunch. The waitress was very pleasant and suggested a few things for us to do while we were in the area.

The hotel was right around the corner and after getting settled into our room. Linda did a load of laundry while I plotted our next couple days of travel.

This was parked in the hotel parking lot. For just a second, I thought we may have taken a wrong turn in Albuquerque. LOL


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Day 10 Fortuna tourist day

We decided to take tourist day before heading South. Fortuna was not exactly a tourist mecca so we drove up to Eureka for a few hours, but not before breakfast.

This fancy contraption was an automated pancake maker. Linda laughed at me because I was fascinated by it and had to watch it make a pancake. It wasn’t the best, or worst pancake I have ever eaten, but watching the machine was entertaining for me.

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It was cloudy and gloomy and cool in the mid 55’s. In other words. absolutely awesome weather after the last month or so of hot humid weather in Fort Worth.

We made the short dive North to Eureka and decided to check out the old town. It was very nice and not crowded but weird at the same time. The first public parking lot we tried to park in had been taken over by homeless people and you couldn’t park there. We found another lot and started walking around. It seemed at times there were more homeless waking around this beautiful area than other people.

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After walking around old town we headed to the Zoo. The Zoo wasn’t very big but a new tourist attraction was added a few years previously that was highly recommended by our waitress yesterday.

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After the Zoo, we headed back to Fortuna for a late lunch next to our hotel.

“Founded in 1995, Eel River Brewing is located in the heart of the Redwoods in Humboldt County, California. ERB is America’s First Certified Organic Brewery.”

I suppose I am healthier now since I had an organic beer.

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Before relaxing for the rest of the day, we did a little grocery shopping to replenish our cooler and the food we left home with. I haven’t mentioned it yet but now is a good time. Most days way ate breakfast in the hotel/motel lobby and then had a good sized late lunch. That was our big meal for the day. Most nights but not all we ate something small and lighter out of the cooler in our room. or skipped lunch and had an early supper out.

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Day 11 Fortuna to Gualala, CA

Today would be an awesome day for us, especially for Linda. It was foggy when we left Fortuna and we were hoping it would clear up some when we got to our first stop, the North End of Avenue of the Giants.

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The size of the Redwoods is hard to describe unless you are standing right next to them.

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Time for some regulation tourist activities. This drive through tree was a little strange. It was long dead and the inside of the tree was completely hollow all the way to the top.

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The next stop was really cool for us.

From Wikipedia:

“The Chandelier Tree in Drive-Thru Tree Park is a 276-foot tall coast redwood tree in Leggett, California with a 6-foot-wide by 6-foot-9-inch-high hole cut through its base to allow a car to drive through. Its base measures 16 ft diameter at breast height (chest-high). measurements.
The Chandelier Tree stands on privately owned property. Charles and Hazel Underwood purchased the grove in 1921. The opening was cut in the late 1930s to create an attraction for those driving along the Redwood Highway.”

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Hitting the road again for some miles we turned off Route 101 on to Highway 1 for the start of bucket list item 2 of the trip. Driving on HWY 1 to get to the coast was crazy never ending twisty driving through giant Redwoods. It was really beautiful. It was a lot more scenic for Linda as I had to keep full attention on the road at all times.

All of a sudden, we rounded a corner to see our first view of the Pacific Coast. It was magnificent.


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Rolling along taking in the scenery we saw a sign for the Point Arena Lighthouse. Very interesting history of the Lighthouse is here:


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View from the top of the Lighthouse.

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Rooms on HWY 1 were a little bit hard to find without reservations way in advance. We lucked out and got the last room in the quant Gualala Country Inn.

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After a fun day of travel, we found the Miramar Mexican Grill for supper. The food was really good. Linda enjoying a mango margarita celebrating a great day.

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Back at the Inn after supper these bikes with plates from Poland were in the parking lot. Their panniers had stickers from all over the world on them.



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Day 12 Gualala to Monterey, CA

We got up and moving pretty early. We stopped at Fort Ross, our only planned stop for the day. We arrived early before the visitor’s center was open so opted to keep driving.

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The fort has an interesting history.

From Wikipedia:

“Fort Ross is a former Russian establishment on the west coast of North America in what is now Sonoma County, California. It was the hub of the southernmost Russian settlements in North America from 1812 to 1841. Notably, it was the first multi-ethnic community in northern California, with a combination of Native Californians, Native Alaskans, and Russians. It has been the subject of archaeological investigation and is a California Historical Landmark, a National Historic Landmark, and on the National Register of Historic Places. It is part of California's Fort Ross State Historic Park.”

Such a beautiful road to travel.

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We didn’t eat much for breakfast and it was time for stretch so we made a stop in Bodega Bay.

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Linda wanted to check out a wine store while I walked around stretching out. We headed back to the car and low behold instead of wine, Linda bought a loaf of French bread, and some hard salami. Boy did that make a nice early lunch for us.

Moving along HWY 1 goes inland for a bit making another scenery change. The road continued to be twisty as a snake.


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As we continued South on HWY 1, we drove through Point Reyes Station. There were lots of restaurants specializing in seafood, especially oysters. The parking lots were all full of cars and there were lots of traffic and people out and about. It was becoming clear we were getting close to San Francisco.

Linda has seen it before but I have never seen the Golden Gate Bridge in person. Getting to the overlook heading South on HWY 1 was kind of a pain due to heavy traffic and road construction, but well worth it.

From Wikipedia:

“The Golden Gate Bridge is a suspension bridge spanning the Golden Gate, the one-mile-wide strait connecting San Francisco Bay and the Pacific Ocean. The structure links the U.S. city of San Francisco, California—the northern tip of the San Francisco Peninsula—to Marin County, carrying both U.S. Route 101 and California State Route 1 across the strait. It also carries pedestrian and bicycle traffic, and is designated as part of U.S. Bicycle Route 95. Recognized by the American Society of Civil Engineers as one of the Wonders of the Modern World, the bridge is one of the most internationally recognized symbols of San Francisco and California.”

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We skipped the next overlook which was better because there was no place to park. We wound around to get back to the highway to drive across the bridge. Traffic was crazy on the bridge.

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After crossing the bridge, it took as quite a while to clear the city. After reaching Monterey, it was time for an ice cream at Baskin Robbins while we booked a room for the night.

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Day 13 Monterey tourist day

Today we do a little driving and a lot of walking. Because HWY 1 still had a section of road closed about half way down the Big Sur area we would do and out and back drive in the morning. Big Sur is where many of the most iconic California coast photos come from.

From Google:

“Big Sur is a rugged stretch of California’s central coast between Carmel and San Simeon. Bordered to the east by the Santa Lucia Mountains and the west by the Pacific Ocean, it’s traversed by narrow, 2-lane State Route 1, known for winding turns, seaside cliffs and views of the often-misty coastline. The sparsely populated region has numerous state parks for hiking, camping and beachcombing.”

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On HWY 1 you never know where fog will show up.


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The fog would wind up ruining our last stop before back tracking back to Monterey.

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This is what we saw.

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This is what we had hoped to see.

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On the way back north, we stopped at the famous Bixby Bridge also built in 1932.


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After finding a place to park it was a short walk to the Aquarium.


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The aquarium was completely mobbed with people. It was very impressive, but we walked through fairly quickly as it was tough to view a lot of exhibits with the sea of people there. We were getting hungry and headed for a mid afternoon lunch at the Original Bubba Gump Shrimp Co.



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After lunch we slowly made our way back to the car before heading back to our hotel for the evening.

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Day 14 Monterey to Santa Barbara, CA

With HWY 1 still closed in the middle we jumped back on 101 to head South. We were astonished at the amount of agriculture we would see the next couple hours of driving. Along the way we made a quick stop. Gassed up while we were stopped. Ouch!

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In Paso Robles we headed back to the coast to our first stop of the day.

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From Wikipedia

“Hearst Castle, known formally as La Cuesta Encantada (Spanish for "The Enchanted Hill"), is a historic estate in San Simeon, located on the Central Coast of California. Conceived by William Randolph Hearst, the publishing tycoon, and his architect Julia Morgan, the castle was built between 1919 and 1947. Today, Hearst Castle is a museum open to the public as a California State Park and registered as a National Historic Landmark and California Historical Landmark.”



The tour starts at the visitor’s center with a bus ride to get up to the castle. We had no idea what we were about to see. We took the Grand Rooms Tour to get a small taste of the castle. We took a ton of photos. Just a few are posted here. The rest can be viewed at the Smugmug link later in the report.

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Just up Hwy 1 there was a small sea lion colony. They looked quite relaxed.

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Back on the road we headed to Santa Barbara. We booked an old place to stay right off the beach. It wound up being fantastic location to spend the night.

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Day 15 Santa Barbara tourist day

We liked it so much we decided to stay another day. The weather was perfect and we were in a beautiful location to hang out for day. Its no wonder so many rich celebrities choose to live in neighboring Montecito.


From Google:

“Santa Barbara is a city on the central California coast, with the Santa Ynez Mountains as dramatic backdrop. Downtown, Mediterranean-style white stucco buildings with red-tile roofs reflect the city’s Spanish colonial heritage. Upscale boutiques and restaurants offering local wines and seasonal fare line State Street. On a nearby hill, Mission Santa Barbara, founded in 1786, houses Franciscan friars and a museum.”


Hotel Breakfast pool side.

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We decided to walk up to the trolley for a 2-hour tour of the area. The tour guide was a wealth of knowledge about the area.

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We stopped at this enormous fig tree that has an impressive story on it own.


From Wikipedia

“Santa Barbara's Moreton Bay Fig Tree located in Santa Barbara, California is believed to be the largest Ficus macrophylla in the United States.

A seaman visiting Santa Barbara in 1876 presented a seedling of an Australian Moreton Bay fig tree to a local girl who planted it at 201 State Street. After the girl moved away a year later, her girlfriend, Adeline Crabb, transplanted the tree to the corner of Montecito and Chapala streets, just a few blocks from the ocean, on land then owned by the Southern Pacific Transportation Company. The tree was officially designated as a historic landmark in 1970, and the property was deeded to the City of Santa Barbara in 1976. The tree has since been placed on the California Register of Big Trees. The roots are protected by a chain barrier the size of the canopy. The tree may be viewed at the Amtrak Train Station, 209 State Street.

In July 1997, the circumference of the tree, measured at a height of 4.5 feet above the ground, was 41.5 feet. The average crown spread was 176 feet (54 m) and the total height was 80 feet.”



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We then meandered up the hill to the mission.


From Wikipedia

“Mission Santa Barbara (Spanish: Misión de Santa Bárbara) is a Spanish mission in Santa Barbara, California, United States. Often referred to as the 'Queen of the Missions', it was founded by Padre Fermín Lasuén for the Franciscan order on December 4, 1786, the feast day of Saint Barbara, as the tenth mission of what would later become 21 missions in Alta California.

Mission Santa Barbara, like other California missions, was built as part of a broader effort to consolidate the Spanish claim on Alta California in the face of threats from rival empires. In attempting to do this, Spain sought to turn local indigenous tribes into good Spanish citizens (for Mission Santa Barbara, this was the Chumash-Barbareño tribe). This required religious conversion and integration into the Spanish colonial economy – for the local Chumash people, the environmental changes wrought by the Mission's large herd of livestock, combined with epidemics and military force, meant that tribal members often had little choice but to join the mission system, resulting in a type of forced servitude.”


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The architecture of the city has an interesting history because of both Spanish and Mexican rule. Our guide told us that prior to the big earthquake in 1925 the city had Victorian style buildings like on the East Coast. He drove by one old Victorian house that survived the earthquake. The earthquake destroyed most of the down town area. When it came time to rebuild it was decided to rebuild with Spanish architecture going back to the roots of the first Spanish settlers.


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Our guide told us he moved to Santa Barbara with his family when he was 12 years old and he was now retired. He was very proud of Santa Barbara but was also disappointed that the city was now a rich person’s only city and that the everyman could no longer afford to move to there. His 1500 sqft simple house is now worth $2.3 million.

After the trolley ride finished it was time for lunch at Chad’s a Santa Barbara landmark restaurant building. Chad’s was the original location of the first Sambo’s restaurant that opened in 1957. We each ordered salads, which was a big mistake as each salad was big enough for 3 or 4 people.


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We had more tourist stop for the day. On the trolley tour we were told about the local court house. We kind of thought there are some pretty fabulous court houses in Texas so we weren’t prepared to be awed. Boy we were we in for a surprise.

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From Wikipedia

"The Santa Barbara County Courthouse is a Spanish Colonial Revival style building designed by William Mooser III and completed in 1929. Architect Charles Willard Moore called it the "grandest Spanish Colonial Revival structure ever built," and the prime example of Santa Barbara's adoption of Spanish Colonial as its civic style.

Located at 1100 Anacapa Street, in downtown Santa Barbara, California. the building replaced a smaller Greek Revival courthouse built there in 1872–88 and badly damaged in an earthquake on June 29, 1925. The complex was designated a National Historic Landmark in 2005 for its architecture.”



Even though the court house is used everyday for normal court business it is available for self-guided tours or guided ones a couple times a day. We lucked out and got there just a few minutes before the afternoon guided tour.

Some history here.



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View from the Clock Tower

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After a great dinner at Finney’s our day in Santa Barbara was complete.


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Day 16 Santa Barbara to Barstow, CA

We were a little worried about what driving would be like since we were headed to the Los Angeles area early on a work day. Yesterday our tour guide of the court house told us to take the 101 and then cut over to the coast and we would avoid LA morning traffic. It was fantastic advice as our drive to Santa Monica Pier was smooth sailing.

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It has been a long journey to see Old Route 66 while out and about traveling. From the what a difference a year makes file.


Last year

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This year

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Our certificate of Route 66 Completion dated for tomorrow when we finish our last stops on Old Route 66.

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A little more from the pier.

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We debated not making our next stop because of the time of day, but in the end we were are glad we did.

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From Wikipedia

“The La Brea Tar Pits is an active paleontological research site in urban Los Angeles. Hancock Park was formed around a group of tar pits where natural asphalt (also called asphaltum, bitumen, or pitch; brea in Spanish) has seeped up from the ground for tens of thousands of years. Over many centuries, the bones of trapped animals have been preserved. The George C. Page Museum is dedicated to researching the tar pits and displaying specimens from the animals that died there. La Brea Tar Pits is a registered National Natural Landmark.”



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The museum and grounds were fascinating especially considering we in a very urban area. Nothing like your own tar pit right in the parking lot.

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We still had 136 miles to go to get to Barstow for the night. Leaving LA at 2pm was an interesting experience. 4 and half hours later with all but the last 40 miles in heavy traffic we were at our hotel.

It was 108 at the Hotel but low humidity and shade. These kids looked like they were having a great time learning how dance in the hotel court yard.

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Day 17 Barstow, to Flagstaff, AZ

Today we would visit the last couple places of interest on Old Route 66 that we hadn’t seen before. Amboy a once forgotten Oasis has been making a come back due to the Internet and Route 66 nostalgia fever.

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From Wikipedia:

“In 1926, Amboy became a boom town after the opening of U.S. Route 66. In 1938, Roy's Motel and Café opened and prospered due to its isolated location on the route. By 1940, Amboy's population had increased to 65. Its growth was tied not only to tourists, but also to the Santa Fe Railroad over which freight trains still run today between Kingman, Arizona and the BNSF Railway Barstow, California yard.

During the Great Depression and World War II, tourism declined nationally. But the remaining travelers' need for lodging, meals and gasoline kept the town busy. The town remained this way until the opening of Interstate 40 in 1973, which bypassed Amboy.”


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We had any interesting visit with the manager on the store. He told us he sold a business and commutes to from Twentynine Palms to Amboy every day because he likes to meet all the different people that stop to check things out. He showed us video on his phone of a couple old airplanes that flew in the day before we were there. He told us that Amboy has become a destination now of cars clubs, motorcyclists, and people in airplanes that travel to Amboy to celebrate its storied history.

Our next stop would be Needles to check out another Harvey House. El Garces is in the process of being slowly restored to its former glory as funding is secured.

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In its former glory.

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We stopped in the visitor’s center and a had great visit with a couple older guys that told us all about Needles history as a Railroad town. One of the guys was a city council member. I asked him if all the stuff we see on the news about problems in San Fransisco and LA is true or sensationalized. He told us he was born in Compton and lived and worked in the LA area until he retired and moved to Needles. He told us it’s the news stuff is pretty much true. With Needles being right on the border with Arizona when people ask him where is from, he tells them Arizona.

It was mid-morning and already 108 degrees. The guys told us we passed through on a good day because the forecast high tomorrow was 122.

A little more from Needles before moving on.

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This building was the first JC Penny in California.

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Continuing up Route 66 our next stop was Oatman, once a thriving mining town it turned into a ghost town and has now had a resurgence as tourist town. Linda and I passed through here a few years ago on the Wing. This now completes our quest to see the best of what Old Route 66 has to offer.

The locals are always looking for a handout. The donkeys in the Oatman area are descendants of the donkeys the gold miners left when they abandoned Oatman when the gold was rush was over.

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Leaving Oatman we drove the “World Famous” Sidewinder heading to Kingman.


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The Sidewinder ends in Cool Springs where the road straightens out.


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After we got home last the time we passed through Oatman, I bought a T-Shirt online that never showed up. It wasn’t expensive and I forgot about it until traveling through there again. I asked the guy at Cool Springs if he knew about the shirts. He said he made them apologized and sent me a text for me to give him our address. Low and behold the t-shirt showed up in the mail yesterday.

After a quick stop in Kingman, we backtracked back to Flagstaff for the night. We stayed at the same hotel we stopped at on the beginning of our trip. Had a good laugh when the desk person handed us our keys to the same room we had last time.



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Day 18 Flagstaff to Springerville, AZ

Today we would start a route that we originally tried to take back in May of 2019. A late season storm and winter storms warnings all along the route sent us much farther South after the snow finally stopped and the snow plows made a few passes to clear the highway.


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We headed South down 89A towards the red rocks of Sedona. 89A is a great scenic road but something has happened since the last time I was on it.

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It has been years since I have been through it. Sedona used to be a nice small artsy town. That’s no long the case. I was talking to a guy that owns a shop on the main drag, and I asked him if its always this full of people now. He has had his shop for 20 years. He told me that in the last 5 or 6 years the internet has turned the Sedona area into a travel destination. He told me the once sleepy little town now gets over 2 million visitors a year.

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We headed South East through Strawberry and Pine to Payson where we stopped for a break, gassed up the car and had some gas station fried chicken that was actually very good. Payson is still at 5000 feet and it was about 10 or 12 degrees higher than the normal temperature. I asked if it was normally this hot there, and was told oh no, we are roasting here right now.

We headed on to Springerville where we stayed in a wonderful old mom and pop motel.

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Each room has been decorated differently. The lady at the desk said she thought we would like ours.

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Linda was still full from lunch and didn’t want to go out for supper so on the recommendation of the lady at front desk I went to a barbeque place she said had the best food in town. She was originally from Texas, so how could I doubt her recommendation for Barbeque?

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Well, the barbeque was not very good.

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The best part of going there was a local cowboy took pity on me being alone and talked my ear off. I got an incredible history lesson of the Springerville area about the people that live and the geography. I could have talked to him all night but he had to get back to dinner with his sister. It was a fascinating visit with him.

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Day 19 Springerville to Roswell, NM

We contemplating taking a tourist day here but there was not much going except having a really cool old movie theatre. I need to get back to Springerville some day to go to the El Rio theater.


From the theatre website:

“El Rio Theatre is Arizona's oldest movie theatre. Originally called the Apache Theatre, it was renamed El Rio in the 1930's. In 2015, we recognized the Centennial Celebration for El Rio Theatre!

Initial construction of the adobe and plank movie house was started in 1913. Completed in 1915, El Rio Theatre originally opened as the Apache Theatre and showed silent flickers on a hand-cranked projector in its debut to the townspeople. In 1937 the name of the theater was changed from the Apache to El Rio which it remains today.

El Rio Theatre became the source of many fond and often recounted childhood memories. El Rio was the community center where kids were dropped off by their parents with a couple of dimes in pocket money on Saturday mornings to watch the next episodes of Roy Rogers, Tarzan, and the Lone Ranger or a double-feature complete with Superman cartoons and “Movietone News” shorts.”


We were at a crossroads today. Going South would put us on the Devils Highway, heading East would aim us towards home. The last 2 times I was in Springerville I headed South, today would be East.

Our first stop today would be the mothership of pie. Unfortunately, on Sundays they don’t open until noon. Seeing that we were still in Arizona we would be losing an hour which was quite helpful.


We arrived a few minutes before noon.


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Linda had key lime which was actually a mini pie. I helped her finish it. Both Pies were awesome.

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The rest of the day was just about making miles towards home. As the elevation gradually dropped the temperature grew warmer and warmer.

We made a quick stop to check out the VLA. It was pretty especially where it is located in the high desert.


From Wikipedia:

“The Karl G. Jansky Very Large Array (VLA) is a centimeter-wavelength radio astronomy observatory in the southwestern United States. It lies in central New Mexico on the Plains of San Agustin, between the towns of Magdalena and Datil, approximately 50 miles west of Socorro. The VLA comprises twenty-eight 25-meter radio telescopes (twenty-seven of which are operational while one is always rotating through maintenance) deployed in a Y-shaped array and all the equipment, instrumentation, and computing power to function as an interferometer. Each of the massive telescopes is mounted on double parallel railroad tracks, so the radius and density of the array can be transformed to adjust the balance between its angular resolution and its surface brightness sensitivity.[2] Astronomers using the VLA have made key observations of black holes and protoplanetary disks around young stars, discovered magnetic filaments and traced complex gas motions at the Milky Way's center, probed the Universe's cosmological parameters, and provided new knowledge about the physical mechanisms that produce radio emission.”


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We kept motoring until Roswell where we called it a day. These fine local folks watched over us while we had supper in Applebees.


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Day 20 Roswell to Sweetwater, TX

Being retired what used to always be a long last day home could now be a leisurely two days. Before skipping town, we checked out some alien sights. After I ate one for breakfast that is.

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Look at the head on the co-pilot. LOL

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It was then onto the mothership of all things UFO. The museum is now an old theatre with lots of room for displays and information.

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After visiting with the aliens, we meandered our way to Post for lunch and then on to Sweetwater.

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Day 21 Sweetwater to Home

Not much to see between Sweetwater and home that we haven’t seen a million times.

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The trip wound up being fantastic and we were happy to be back home sleeping in our own beds. Other than being a little underpowered at elevation on steep climbs the Mazdarati was awesome, it was plenty comfortable to travel in and averaged at right at 30 mpg for the trip.

We are still trying to get a longer trip in on the Gold Wing before the end of the year.

All photos are available here.





Until next time.
 
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I rode part of rt 66 2 years ago. I have my midpoint pic as well. The cafe was closed when I was there but I would have loved to try thier famous fried baloney sandwich. Riding what is left of rt 66 was really cool. I'd like to ride more.
 
Days 6 thru 9 in are now in post 2.

 
Days 10 thru 13 are now in post 3.

 
What a great write-up and trip. Honestly got my brain turning on getting a plan together. Thanks.

BTW, were you at NTNOA meeting on Sunday. I 'think' it was you I said hi to.
 
What a great write-up and trip. Honestly got my brain turning on getting a plan together. Thanks.

BTW, were you at NTNOA meeting on Sunday. I 'think' it was you I said hi to.
Glad you like the report. 8 more days to go.

Yup, that was me yesterday you said hello to.
 
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Days 14 thru 21 in post 4

 
*** No Motorcycle content other than a couple photos in a museum part way through the trip***




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Linda’s bucket list was down to 3 items. We have been talking about a 3 week 5K ride on our Honda Gold Wing for a few years to knock off a couple of them, along with checking out some other things along the way including more of Route 66. We studied maps asked for some suggestions and planned a basic route.

Our departure date was intended to balance getting out of and back to Texas before it got too hot and when enough of the heavy snow out West would gone. When it came time to leave the West was already getting into an extended hot weather pattern.

As Clint Eastwood famously said, “A man’s got to know his limitations.” So, at the last minute we decided to do the trip in the car instead. I wasn’t so sure at the time, but taking the car was correct move in the end due to the weather.

Day 1 Fort Worth to Joplin, Moriarty, NM

Loaded up and out shortly after sun up. Leon did a Pie Run many years ago to what would be our lunch stop. I missed that Pie Run.

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After a great lunch and slice of Green Chile apple pie, also known as New Mexico Apple pie we were back on the road.

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Back on the road into New Mexico the car thermometer read 112, and we decided right then that taking the Mazdarati was the right call. If we were on the bike would have called it a day in Tucumcari, in the car we pushed on to Moriarty.

By luck we chose an old Route 66 Hotel that turned out to be a real gem.

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I had a very interesting visit with the owner. The hotel has a storied history and regularly gets used in movies. For instance, the Motel scenes in “**** or High Water” were filmed in room 18. Several rooms had stickers like this on the windows.


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Immediately next door was another neat old building that looked familiar but took me a bit to remember where I had seen it. For those of you that get Peacock there was a series called “Poker Face”. This building was one of the main filming locations in Episode 2. The hotel owner said the film crew was there for about 7 weeks filming the Episode.

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Day 2 Moriarty to Flagstaff, AZ

Since we got a little farther than planned yesterday, we had plenty of time to stop and see a few things.

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Linda’s life time National Park Pass saved as a bunch of money at this stop.

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And now in the Petrified Forest.



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It was getting really hot outside but is still pretty early in the day. He headed to Holbrook for lunch. This slice of Green Chile apple pie we ate a local dinner after lunch was not very good.


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I originally had planned to on staying in an old Route 66 Motel in Winslow. Since we were standing on the corner in Winslow, Arizona last time we were out here on the Gold Wing we decided to go on to Flagstaff after checking out a big hole in the ground.

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Despite efforts from the government to purchase the crater it is still privately owned. It has a pretty interesting history.


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Day 3 Flagstaff to Williams, AZ

Last time we were out this way on the Gold Wing in May of 2019 our visit to the Grand Canyon wasn’t so nice. It was Linda’s first visit to the Grand Canyon and as we arrived at the South entrance a weather front blew in covered the canyon in clouds/fog and snow flurries. This time would be different.

We had been reading horror stories about couple hour long waits at the South Entrance to get in to the park. We decided to eat the hotel breakfast as soon as it started and go in the East entrance which we were hoping would be less busy. It seems like everyone else in the hotel had similar breakfast plan. At 6:30 am the breakfast room looked like feeding frenzy.

We had a nice relaxed traffic free drive to the East entrance. There was no line at all. This worked great as the farther we headed West in the park the busier the overlooks got.

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Inside the Watch Tower

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By the time we got to the South Entrance it was a sea of people and cars.

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After fighting the crowds to snap a few pictures it was South to Williams.


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We got lucky with parking on the main drag in Williams and walked across the street for lunch.


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While eating lunch we decided to call it a day and not head for Barstow. The good news this old Route 66 Hotel was right in the thick of things. The bad news it was a real dump at $100 a night.

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Our walk around Williams.

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Day 4 Williams to Barstow, CA

Got on the road and headed towards Barstow where we change direction from West to North. First, we had to get there. Kingman had a couple museums that looked like they might be nice to see.

The Kingman Visitors Center was really nice and worth a stop if you are passing through.


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Right across the street from the visitor’s center

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Before leaving town, we stopped at the Mohave Historical Museum. Very interesting history of the Kingman area.


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They claim to have one of the few museums that has a portrait of every US President on display.

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Leaving Kingman we had a choice to make. Stay on I-40 or head to Laughlin, NV. We opted for Laughlin. Leaving Kingman there is along climb on 68. When you get to the top there is long downhill to Laughlin. The outside thermometer in Linda’s car was reading 115 when we crossed the Colorado River and in to Nevada.


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We found a nice shaded place to park and had lunch in a big sports bar before continuing on. We took 95 up to Searchlight, NV and then 164 to I-15. No pictures unfortunately, but route 164 through the Northern part of the Mohave Desert was loaded with Joshua Trees. We had never seen them before. It was pretty neat.


I-15 to Barstow had a lot of traffic. We got off the highway in Barstow on Old Route 66. A lot of the old Motels were either closed or really run down. We wound up staying in a Quality in that turned to be quite nice for us. Had a shaded courtyard and pool, laundry facility and possible the best Hotel Restaurant I have ever eaten in.


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Day 5 Barstow tourist day

He hadn’t been checked into the hotel long last night when we decided it was time for a non-driving day. We scoped out a few things to do for the day.

First up was the Barstow Route 66 Museum. Its an older small museum staffed by volunteers. It contained a lot of local memorabilia and history of Route 66 including its hey day during the dust bowl. It was very interesting.
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My old boss that now lives outside of Lampasas has a 48 that looks just like this one.


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Next up was the Railroad Museum a couple minute walk away. Barstow has a rich railroad history starting back in the 1870’s.

From Wikipedia:

“Barstow Yard is a classification yard operated by Burlington Northern Santa Fe Railway (BNSF) in Barstow, California. With 48 directional tracks and a total area of approximately 600 acres (240 ha), it is the second largest classification yard west of the Rocky Mountains after the JR Davis Yard. Today, almost all freight traffic to and from Southern California runs through the junction.”

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From the you learn something new everyday file, we learned about “date nails” which are pounded into cross ties so that the railroad knew the wooden ties were lasting. There was quite a collection of them from all over the world. Sorry about the blurry photos.

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Last but not least we checked out the restored Harvey House.

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We knew nothing about Harvey Houses, or Harvey girls until now.

From Wikipedia:

“The Fred Harvey Company was the owner of the Harvey House chain of restaurants, hotels and other hospitality industry businesses alongside railroads in the Western United States. It was founded in 1876 by Fred Harvey to cater to the growing number of train passengers. When Harvey died in 1901, his family inherited 45 restaurants and 20 dining cars in 12 states. During World War II, Harvey Houses opened again to serve soldiers as they traveled in troop trains across the U.S.”

“In 1883, Harvey implemented a policy of employing a female, white-only serving staff. He sought single, well-mannered, and educated American ladies, and placed ads in newspapers throughout the East Coast and Midwest for "white, young women, 18–30 years of age, of good character, attractive and intelligent". The girls were paid $18.50 a month, plus room and board, a generous income by the standards of the time.”

Linda has become very interested in the Harvey Girls and has read 3 books about them already.

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The last fun thing of the day was going across the street from our Hotel and watching the new Indiana Jones. Flick. Linda had a steak and I had Shrimp Enchiladas in the Hotel restaurant that were to die for.

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To be continued...
Thanks for sharing! Enjoyed it!
 
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