10/19-10/21~ Paul and I chuckle and say this to each other every now and then because from being totally stationary for about 45 years we are now on the move across the country. We’ve seen alot, but there is so much more to see, we aren’t done yet.
We’ve crossed the country on I10 and back with our travel trailer and now I70 and I40, we have hopes of crossing again on I80 and I90 as well as taking in both the west and east coast at some point. Pretty ambitous, right? lol
I use an app called RVparky, this is our route since April and going into June of next year.
Each red balloon is a place we stopped for the night or longer.
Last year we crossed the country for the first time ever on our way to Yuma, AZ for the winter in our travel trailer. Many blogs were written about that trip. I hope you get a chance to read them, it might be easiest if you go all the way to the first one, which is the last one, lol
This year with a bit more experience and a much nicer home to travel in we are adding to what we learned last year.
Everyone travels differently. We tend to travel slow and are taking time to just … breathe.
We enjoy riding our electric assist bikes, that’s usually the reason we pick a place to stay more than one night, so we can ride our bikes. We like the occasional hike and walking around a campground, city or park. We just aren’t real big on sight seeing, that might be due to Covid, we aren’t sure.
After leaving Santa Rosa Lake State Park, which was a great bike riding park, we drove 173 or so miles to our “overnight” destination, which was the City of Hereford, TX RV park.
You are probably wondering, what’s in Hereford, TX?
It’s a free full hook up campsite on 2 lovely little lakes, actually there are 5 sites. Here’s a couple pictures.
We were able to pull into the site sideways, hookup to water, electric and sewer without unhooking our car from the dolly. Score! 🙂
We got parked, hooked everything up, had a bite to eat and took a walk around the lake. After sitting at a picnic table and enjoying the sunset we called it a day.
10/20~ It’s a long travel day for us, we plan on driving around 348 miles, we usually drive around 60 miles per hour, (better gas mileage) it will be about 6-7 hours of driving.
Our accomadations for tonight will be at a Cracker Barrel. If you are driving all day, don’t want to deal with hooking up and need a great hot meal. CB is your bet, behind every Cracker Barrel are usually about 3-8 RV parking spots, where you can park for free for the night.
After a good breakfast with great company and a wonderful fireplace, we headed towards our nexts night stay.
On the road by 8am we are on our way to Cadillac Ranch on Route 66.
We are passing mile after mile of flat land where cotton looks like it’s about harvest time, it almost looks like snow! (sorry I said that 4 letter word) ;p
We had hopes of catching all the quirky stuff on Route 66, but we didn’t start where the road starts in Chicago, so it was pretty hit or miss.
Cadillac Ranch is in Amarillo, Texas. I took these pictures with the sun so they didn’t turn out but the pictures everyone sees in media come from professional photographers I’m sure.
Just like the picture on the side of this trailer, which sold $6 can’s of paint so you could leave your mark.
Cadillac Ranch was invented and built by a group of art-hippies imported from San Francisco. They called themselves The Art Farm, and their silent partner was Amarillo billionaire Standley Marsh 3. He wanted a piece of public art that would baffle the locals, and the hippies came up with a tribute to the evolution of the Cadillac tail fin.
Ten Caddies were driven into one of Stanley Marshs’ fields, then half-buried, nose down, in the dirt (supposedly at the same angle as the Great Pyramid of Giza). They faced west in a line, from the 1949 Club Sedan to the 1963 Sedan de Ville, their tail fins held high for all to see on the empty Texas panhandle.
That was in 1974. People would stop along the highway, walk out to view the cars–then deface them or rip off pieces as souvenirs. Standley and The Ant Farm were tolerant of this public deconstruction of their art–although it doomed the tail fins–and eventually came to encourage it by allowing people to “leave their mark” on the caddy’s with spray paint.
This article goes on quite a bit further. Blah, blah, blah…
We parked our MH along the side of the road, just a car or two were there. We walked out into the field, past the truck and trailer who were capitalizing on this so called landmark. The sun was in our eyes so the colors were not visible. Taking a picture of the truck and trailer was my way of showing what this once was.
I guess my pictures show what it is today. Demolished and diminished. Probably being held together by layer after layer of paint.
When we got back to the MH there were at least twenty car’s and MH’s parked to view this “iconic” piece of America.
At this point I have to say, we are disappointed by the “Old Route 66” drive. So much of what “was” has been distroyed. Sure, there’s Winslow and a couple other places in the west but most “iconic pieces of America’s route 66 history” I think are seen from Chicago thru St. Louis. We didn’t feel the need to say “we drove the Old Route 66 from start to finish”
But who knows, as we cross the country many times in the future, we might cross Old Route 66 and see something we hadn’t seen before…isn’t that what travel is about?