Forgotten Historical Route 66 – May 17, 2016

May 17, 2016

Route 66 here I am again. Beginning in Flagstaff I had to make choices about which route I would be taking. Just outside of Flagstaff was the opportunity to take a recommended scenic route but I chose to bypass this option as it included a gravel road. So got onto I-40 until exit 178, Parks, AZ. At exit 171 I had to rejoin I-40 to avoid another gravel section. At exit 165 on I-40 I again picked up the trail for Rte 66 to head into Williams. The main attraction here is the Grand Canyon Railway. I just kept moving through for the 4 miles that constitutes Williams to rejoin I-40. I escaped I-40 again at exit 146 to enter Ash Fork, AZ. 

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For Tina and Cheryl here are a couple of motorcycles.


This is a 1958 Desoto perched on the roof of an old gas station.

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A nice historical rendition of Ash Fork.


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Remember me mentioning the Burma Shave road signs a few states back? Well I had a chance to capture this series for you as I was nearing Seligman, AZ.

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I had no idea that I would run into a Route 66 town! The entire town of Seligman, AZ. It seems that this is a stopover point for tours of Europeans going from Las Vegas to the Grand Canyon. I saw lots of tour buses and rented vans. Seligman is also one of the end points for 159 miles of uninterrupted Route 66 driving pleasure.

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Many of these stores could also be billed as museums. But then that has been the case for my entire trip of Route 66 so far.

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As I was talking with the ladies at the counter in this shop they told me about the European visitors and advised that I take a walk to the back of their shop.






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It was near lunch time and my guide book mentioned the Snow Cap so I wanted to eat a typical Route 66 road lunch there. As I walked in the guy that was driving this car below tells me that he is on break and will be with me in 10 minutes. I tell him no problem, I’m retired. He took my order anyway. He asked me if I wanted cheese on my cheeseburger. I told him that we might as well. He picks up the mustard squirt container and asks what else I wanted on the burger. I told him the works and he squirts a string out of the mustard container at me. I had read that the original owner was famous for his pranks on customers with comments like slightly used napkins and false doorknobs. His family has continued the joking tradition since his death in 2004. I tell him that I’m sorry about his father and he and I have a nice conversation. He gave me his business card A great place.

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Garishly decorated, it was fun eating here.


Lovely Cheeseburger and fries – happy face included!



Then out back the jokes continue.




The stroll back to my waiting RV was also picturesque and fun.





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Always good advice!

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Next up on the attractions list is the Grand Canyon Caverns. These are only a mile off the road but I only stopped for a photo opportunity as I didn’t want to go inside the caverns. At least they were open, not like the Merimac Caverns.

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Kinda like the sign states, I’ve been going the Wrong Way for most of my life!

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Peach Springs, Truxton, Valentine and Hackberry are breezed by on my way to Kingman. I missed my chance to take a picture of the 14 foot tall ‘Tiki’ (Easter Island) idol that was just sitting out in the middle of nowhere as there was nowhere for me to turn around after I passed it.

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From Kingman it was westward bound through some fabulous terrain on the Oatman Hwy/Back Country Byway. There were times that I couldn’t really enjoy all the scenery because the road definitely required my attention.


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A ‘comfort stop’ still operating and there is quite a view from here. The 1926 store was originally rebuilt for the movie ‘Universal Soldier’ but after Claude Van Damme was through not much was left. Based on old photographs it was again rebuilt and is a great gift shop.

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Eyes on the road, hands on the steering wheel, I can just hear my father telling me.



Now I get to traverse down the mountain to Oatman. A little hazy but here is the Colorado River down in the valley.

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I watched trucks move in and out of this area in the picture. I have to wonder if there is something being mined and processed?

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Hello Oatman!

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What is it with all the burros? Mary Eileen and I encountered them near Yellowstone (Begging Burros) and this is the second batch on this trip! And to think that they are protected, you can’t get rid of them or use them as beasts of burden.


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The place definitely had character and lots of customers. I’m not a shopper so and there was no place for me to park so I kept driving through.

This looks as if it might be an old mine of some sort.

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I’m not sure what the decorating of the bushes was all about but there were several along this route that were decorated and ready for ? Christmas?


At Golden Shores I thought that maybe I was back in Florida with the Palms.

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Toprock, AZ provided great views of the Colorado River from the bridges as I crossed over to California where the desert took over again.


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I was wondering what these were called.

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Welcome to Needles, CA! California is the last state in my quest to conquer Route 66.

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Cadiz Summit is the sight of café/station/garage and cabin complex that is now only low walls. It seems that graffiti is accepted on these walls.




Again popping on and off of Route 66 and I-40 California proves to be a mix of Route 66 preservation. It is on this stretch of Route 66 between Cadiz Summit and Ludlow, CA that I passed a truck running on the side of the road that kindly gave me a rock to the front windshield. With the crack now in my windshield it will have to be replaced, probably when I get to Oregon where I will hang out for weeks at a time in one place.

Roy’s Café and Motel in Amboy is a 1927 business that has been restored.

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Time to fill up the tanks and settle in for the night at Ludlow. This café was open but I didn’t see anyone going in or out so I prepared my own dinner and then breakfast while using a large parking area next door for a safe haven during the night.

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