The
first week of August was our last week in Illinois....and it was a busy
one! One of the highlights of the week was our trip with Ann, Matt
and the girls to Six Flags Great America in Gurnee. We arrived shortly
after they opened at 10am and we closed the place down shortly after 10pm....a
long day and a two hour drive from home. We did have a great time,
though! Matt and Coffey were more interested in the "big" rides than
the rest of us, so we divided into teams - and the rest of us took a lower-keyed
approach. We met for lunch and again for dinner - picnic style in
the parking lot (just like quite a few other people.) And, we got together
for some cooling off time in the water park in mid-afternoon. The
drive home at midnight was an adventure as that night was one of the first
rainy, stormy nights of the season. We had debated taking the motor
home on the trip and at that point were glad we hadn't.
Tom
and our granddaughter Coffey both celebrated birthdays that first week
of August, so, of course, we had to have a cake. Coffey chose an
ice cream cake from Dairy Queen, and it was really tasty! As part
of Coffey's birthday gift she took some knitting lessons. Unfortunately,
neither Grandma or Mom can help her out much, but the ladies at Unique
Yarns in Rockford are most helpful. The shop is quite pleasant and
Coffey enjoys going there to learn and knit. She's doing a great
job. The shop sells locally grown fibers for making yarn and told
us about the farm where the alpacas live. It is very near where we
had the RV parked, so we stopped by to visit. The owner told us that
they shear the alpacas once a year and at the moment she has nine animals
of various colors.
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There
were a few other end-of-the-summer activities while we were still visiting
with the family. Matt is the coach for the tag football team.
Coffey and Close are the only two girls playing this year, but they are
having a good time. Mary also took Close and Merrick to the
"Tea Party" that was the final activity of the summer reading program at
the Winnebago Library. Tom and Matt worked many hours building the
deck on the back of the house. It was not quite finished when we
left, but Matt has it just about completed now.
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"GETTIN' OUR KICKS ON ROUTE 66"
Leaving family behind, we drove to central Illinois where we loosely began our travels along the old Route 66...the famous route from Chicago to California. Interstate 40 follows the basic old route with much of the old road abandoned. But sections here and there are still in use and maintained by local governments. The old Route 66 was peppered with small motels, diners and in the west, Indian "trading posts." We found many of the establishments still visible, however most don't look as though there has been much in the way of maintenance or upkeep since the 50s or 60s. Every once in a while there is a small museum with displays of old cars, gasoline pumps, road signs and photos. What we found more and more of, though, were new casinos. Along the Mississippi River and then right along I-40 there were many - of all sizes and shapes and offering various amenities and promotions. Our first stop was Harrah's in St. Louis. Then we spent six nights in Tunica, Mississippi at the Hollywood Casino RV Park. We hadn't realized it beforehand, but it was Elvis Week in Memphis, which is only 40 miles away. There were Elvis tour groups staying at the hotel and local TV broadcast many events live during the week. Our stay in Tunica was profitable and our RV fees were comped :-) but it was 105* the whole time we were there.
From
Tunica, we moved on to Little Rock, Arkansas. Here we visited the
Clinton Presidential Library and Museum. Admission to the center
was free on the day of our visit in celebration of President Clinton's
birthday...thanks, Bill! Perhaps it was because most of the "history"
only went back to 1992 and we lived through it all as adults, but we were
somewhat disappointed in the center. We did spend several hours touring
the exhibits and watching the video. Just a short distance
from the Clinton Center, we found "Burns Park." One of the largest
municipal parks in the US and actually in the city of North Little Rock,
this park has facilities for almost every sport there is, plenty of green
space and a campground. At the campground it was hard to believe
we were in the heart of a busy city, right on I-40. The campground
had the feel of a remote state park and we were parked among the pines,
but with excellent 50amp service...a good things since the heat had continued.
We took advantage of the park facilities, and played on one of three golf
courses in the park on the second day of our stay.
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Heading
on west, we crossed into Oklahoma...a few small casinos and a two night
stop at the FireLake Grand Casino near Oklahoma City. The casino
has a huge concrete parking lot with excellent full hook-ups for RVs for
FREE! We made our planned visit to Lee's RV in the city for some
parts and to check out some new coaches, but of course, we spent some time
inside the casino. We'd visited the more famous Oklahoma City tourist
spots before, so passed on the National Memorial and the Western Heritage
Museum/Cowboy Hall of Fame. Then it was on across I-40/Route
66 towards Texas. We stopped one night at a small RV park on the
Oklahoma/Texas border for just a one-night stay. Although it was
quite dry at the time, there had been a lot of rain in the area in the
past week and the roads were full of very deep ruts. Around 3am we
awoke to thunder and lightning and a bit of rain. Our weather radio
was broadcasting heavy rains and flash floods. The thought of getting
stuck in those red mud ruts was all Tom needed to make a command decision..."We're
out of here!" So, at 3:30am, in the dark and a misty rain, we were
heading down the highway. We found our way out of the rain and to
a comfortable rest area for the rest of the night. RVing always has
its adventures! In Amarillo the billboards
persuaded us to stop at the "Big Texan Steak Ranch." All the billboards
had advertised a 72 ounce steak for free. The catch is that it is
only free if you eat the whole steak, plus the shrimp cocktail, roll, baked
potato and salad all in one hour. (It's $72 if you can't finish it within
an hour) Even a single serving of cake fills a nine inch plate.
I wonder how many people actually do it! We didn't even try.
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Moving on, we crossed into New Mexico. In Tucumcari we stayed on Route 66 in the Cactus RV Park that had once been a motel. The rooms were all boarded up and the lawn made into RV sites. As in many of the other small towns we visited along the old Route 66, most of the businesses had seen better days, but it was easy to visualize what it might have been like in the 50s and 60s driving the same route in the west....small towns with lots of desert in between...flashy neon signs inviting you to eat in the diners and stay in the motels with refrigerated air...lots of souvenir shops and Indian displays. In fact, we had driven this same route on our honeymoon in 1967. When we reached Albuquerque our RV park (Enchanted Trails) was next to a Camping World...another chance to pick up a few small repair parts. On a day trip, we drove from Albuquerque to Santa Fe and visited the National Veteran's Cemetery where Tom's aunt and uncle are buried. Tom's Aunt passed away just last December and this was the first that any family had been able to visit the site. As on our previous visits the rows and rows of gravestones were very impressive. Once again, we had visited this area several times in the past, so we skipped the usual tourist attractions in this part of New Mexico. We did check out a few casinos in the area, though. :-)
Next
on Route 66 was Arizona. Our first night was spent at the "Root 66
RV Park" near Holbrook. Yes, that's how they spelled it.
As with many of the places we stayed on this month's trip, this was definitely
just an "overnight stopping place." We were in the middle of nowhere,
but this was the first time a dozen fresh eggs came with the site along
with the full hook-ups. The directory listing said there was free
WiFi, but Tom needed to sit at a picnic table on the host's front porch
with the large dogs and the crowing roosters and cackling chickens in order
to get a signal.
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From Holbrook, we took
a detour from I-40/Route 66 and drove Routes 377 and 260 to the White Mountain
Camperland RV Park near Overgaard, AZ. We were about 25 miles from
the town of Show Low, AZ. The town supposedly got its name as a result
of a card game between some of its early settlers, which was won with the
"low hand." The main street is "Deuce of Clubs Blvd." Over our past
extended stays in southern Arizona, we'd heard a lot about the Show Low
and Pinetop-Lakeside areas in the east/central part of the state
The towns are in the White Mountains and draw a significant number of visitors
in the summer looking to escape the heat of the other parts of the state.
In winter, the news reports are always telling us how much snow and cold
has hit the area. We went on several exploration drives and found
that the towns reminded us of Frisco, Colorado where our son Reid has spent
so much time in the last 10 years. Among the pines, there are lots
of "inns," restaurants, art galleries, quaint shops and some golf courses.
We passed several gated communities of summer homes and some other RV parks.
Just south of Pinetop-Lakeside is the border of the White Mountain Apache
Indian Reservation...and guess what?....another thriving casino, the "Hon-Dah
Resort and Conference Center." Continuing to drive further south,
we visited the tribal maintained "Fort Apache." At the tribal visitor
center we viewed a film about the Apache philosophy, watched a native do
some craft work and saw a representation of a native encampment.
Then we walked through part of the original Army post built by the US Government
in the late 1800's. Although in the "wilderness," the fort was built
to make it seem more like a Victorian village to the soldiers sent to serve
there. The fort served more as a peace-keeping force rather than
a fighting post. After being abandoned by the Army after WWI, the
larger buildings became a boarding school for Indian children. Local
school districts were later established and the boarding school is now
a public middle school. The Apache tribe also has a working sawmill
and several fish hatcheries in the area and a ski resort a short distance
away. This Indian tribe seems to have many thriving ventures.
This entire area was also in the heart of the huge "Rodeo-Chediski" forest
fire in 2002 that burned nearly a half-million acres, so there are still
many charred and blackened trees. But the ground is green again,
there are small trees and shrubs, and the tops of many of the charred trees
have green branches. Some of the businesses we frequented had photographs
on the wall of "evacuation day" with a blazing sky over their building.
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Departing the White Mountain Camperland on August 31, we drove back into Show Low and then north through Taylor and Snowflake....two more towns that are frequently mentioned as tourist places in Arizona. We didn't make any stops but as we drove through we saw the usual small shops and restaurants and small historical museums. Snowflake is also home to a Mormon Temple as it was established as a Mormon outpost in the late 1800's. The entire area still has a large Mormon population, including the Indian reservation. All of the towns seemed to be getting ready for various festivals and celebrations coming up in the next several weeks. There were lots of flowers and flags everywhere. We made the circle back to Holbrook and I-40/Route 66, heading west once again. We spent the last night of the month in Williams, AZ, the last Route 66 town to be by-passed by the Interstate highway system. However, the town still has a good tourist business being a "gateway to the Grand Canyon." Thanks to lots of thunder, lightning and rain we were not able to attend the nightly gunfight on the streets of downtown.
Las Vegas, here we come!