Before Mojave Desert at Hackberry, AZ

 

Route 66 holds a special place in the imagination. The first time I drove its meandering length was from Los Angeles to Chicago, with a Brazilian girlfriend who patiently indulged my curiosity until she blew up at a modest motel outside Chicago. The old Mother Road does that, saving up surprises until the very end.

In a more recent go I had more time, heading west with the sun, playing hide and seek with the old concrete which once carried so many along America's two thousand mile long Main Street, to the promised land. Modernized into near oblivion, the trans-continental route was decommissioned over two decades ago and now lies in broken pieces which road romantics lovingly try to thread back together.
 
At the behest of roadie citizens, various states are tagging the disappearing route, often with Historic Route 66 signs in brown or a historical marker now and then. Many faded establishments are dusty ruins, open to the wind, while others are maintained by kindly fanatics who delight in road tales and welcome newcomers touched with the same humane brush. Even with maps bought at souvenir shops en route or picked up at State Tourist Information centers, you are bound to take a left here or a right there and end up getting lost all over again.

But that's part of the charm, the slow process of discovery that  if you have both gas and patience  allows your imagination to find the way.

 


Chandler, IL
Lebanon, IL
Groom, TX
Oklahoma City, OK
Amarillo, TX
Amarillo, TX
Amarillo, TX
Adrian, TX
Sandia Park, NM
Holbrook, AZ
Winslow, AZ
Holbrook, AZ
Williams, AZ
Hackberry, AZ
Ludlow, CA
Ludlow, CA
Newberry Springs, CA
Chandler, IL
Amarillo, TX
A beautiful old stretch of original 30's concrete near Chandler, OK