Route 66, "America's Highway" runs parallel to I-40 from time to time, but not all the way through. Dusty and I took it for several stretches from New Mexico to California.
In preparation for our bi-annual road trip, Dad installed a mobile CB unit in the station wagon and everyone in the family chose their "handles," which was sort of like choosing your Twitter name today.
Imagine yourself flying along Interstate 40 and seeing a billboard advertising a hot dog stand. How un-compelling is that? Now, same scenario with a Muffler Man holding a hot dog--irresistible!
On the late June day we hit Oatman, the mercury hit 115?, so not even the reptiles were stirring. Why would we take a detour to see a tourist trap on such a hot day? To see the Oatman burros, of course.
This travel blog will feature books about the regions I'll travel this summer along with those on motorcycles, women in mid-life with a dose of wanderlust, and whatever else I think fits the theme. Up this month: Investment Biker, Adventure Capitalist, Tales of a Female Nomad, Lincoln Highway, and The Cactus Eaters.
Explore Pocahontas County, West Virginia by Motorcycle
Posted on May 5, 2015
There's nothing like early spring in the Appalachian Mountains! Frosty mornings, sunny afternoons, and gorgeous sunsets that you can watch through trees whose branches aren't yet covered in leaves all remind you that it's great to be alive.
Headed from Cherokee, North Carolina to Chattanooga, Tennessee I started seeing billboards for Rock City and its sister properties on Lookout Mountain everywhere. They gave me a Wall Drug Store feeling.