Friday, December 30, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
I stopped to take a quick photo of one of my favorite old, abandoned stretches of Route 66 also near Stroud.
I'm happy to report that I no longer feel bored. My little trip, plus the fact that my dishwasher started working again this morning after I thought it had kicked the bucket, has cheered me and energized me!
Monday, December 26, 2011
It's not that I don't have a lot to do. I'm hosting a fairly large gathering in the near future, but everything for that is either finished or is something I'm not in the mood to do today. Whether the mood strikes me to do those things tomorrow is up in the air this moment. I'm reading a very good book, but 4 hours of reading it this morning at dialysis has about done my eyes in. I have a number of projects I could launch, but I just don't feel like starting something new. I could go to Afton, but sitting alone in a cold room doesn't sound like much of a cure for boredom. And I don't much feel like seeing other people, either.
So, I must face the fact that, if you should happen to run into me today, I will be boring. Not surprising since my high school newspaper "Senior Predictions", named me "Most Likely To Be Bored". Does that mean I was boring back then, too? Probably. Or was it a self-fulfilling prophecy? As an only child, I was always able to amuse myself with no effort. Now, it takes more effort. I'm going to engage that effort right now. . .
I just came back from a drive in my Subaru. I cruised three alignments of Route 66 in Tulsa and found nothing that 1) I haven't already photographed or 2) isn't worth photographing. I'd better not be running out of material for this blog. I implore my readers to hang in there with me for a couple of weeks when posts will be sparse and, face it, probably boring. After a week or two, I predict that the film will fall away from my eyes and things will start to look new again.
Meanwhile, just writing this little essay has helped.
I've decided that I need a picture on this post, and what could fit the theme of "boring" more than this shot of the cupboard in which I keep my plastic containers. Yesterday Ron M. gave me a big box of nice new Rubbermaid ones in many sizes, so last night (as only a boring person would do on Christmas night), I cleaned out the cupboard, threw away all the old containers which had no lids or vice versa, and now when I open the cabinet door they no longer rain down upon me like big, unmatched square rubber hailstones. Thanks, Ron!
Friday, December 23, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
I can't stop thinking about the Route 66 travelers who may have been trapped in the snowstorm out in New Mexico and the panhandle of Texas the last few days. I do hope everyone is safe and continuing on their way to more adventures in less daunting climates!
Monday, December 19, 2011
It's very rainy in Tulsa today, but we seem to have dodged the bullet of the big snows they're anticipating in New Mexico, Arizona, and even the panhandle of Oklahoma. I'll take the rain, thank you.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Also in Catoosa is an historic Route 66 bridge that was recently removed because it was deemed unsafe. There was much moaning and gnashing of teeth when this happened, but fortunately all of our unhappiness was assuaged when the wonderful Molly's Landing Restaurant, which sits right next to the former site of the bridge, took the entire huge thing and had it moved to their property! This has got to be one of the coolest things that ever happened on Route 66! The bridge now acts as part of the long driveway that leads up to the restaurant, thus it has not been lost to history.
Just beyond Molly's Landing is a little-known section of old concrete Route 66 that winds through a most unexpected place, a rather upscale housing area. I always get a kick out of driving this section and attempting to imagine what it looked like when it wasn't lined with good sized houses and brick-encrusted mailboxes. Even the entrance to the housing development feels discordant, with an Historic Route 66 sign implanted in a brick pillar surrounded by little ionic columns.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
"The Battle of Caving Banks was fought on December 9, 1861 between 1500 Texas and Indian calvarymen under Confederate Col. D.H. Cooper and 2500 loyal Creeks and Cherokees enroute to Kansas with Chief Opothle Yahola. The struggle centered around a log house near the tip of the horseshoe bend in Bird Creek west of this point. Fifteen Confederate dead are buried on this battlefield. Many others lie in unknown graves.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Our little sad (and dusty, according to Ron M.) Christmas tree is now living atop the postcard rack. I'm also handing out candy canes to visitors. Otherwise, I'm afraid we haven't given much attention to holiday decor around here.
When my latest copy of Sexy Beast Magazine arrived yesterday, I thought I recognized the cover model. Geez, he looks SO familiar. . . .it's something about the face, I think. Hmmm..... but it seems that there's something missing. Help me! What could it be? Who is this mystery man?
May 1969, Camp Evans, Viet Nam. A young man who later would gain international fame as "The Route 66 Tattoo Man", pauses for a snapshot, his body not yet a canvas filled with body art. Yes, this is our dear Ron Jones, pre-Route 66 obsession. (Sorry, Tattoo. I couldn't resist making a magazine cover out of you. Tee hee!)
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Today was actually much better than I had expected it would be at Afton Station. Cold rain fell for most of the day, and although the first hour afforded a bit of sunshine, it quickly turned to gray gloom for the rest of the day. Nevertheless, we had 7 visitors, all from Oklahoma. They came from Chelsea, Tahlequah, and Bernice. Below are the Sikorskis from Bernice. Kathi is active around Grand Lake, and her website, www.GrandLakeAreaInfo.com is a great clearinghouse for events and attractions in the area, both on and off Route 66. Besides being a great ambassador for the Lake area, she also has a sign and graphic design business. And if that's not enough, she and her husband also own and run Grand Country Lakeside RV Park. I'll be receiving more information about this later, but you can see their site at www.grandlakewest.com.
Speaking of signs, both Marly and Robin have been working on a big, almost-billboard-size sign, one of three that will eventually be erected on Route 66 both north and south of Afton Station. They're doing a great job, but work has been delayed while another project (the fixing of one of David's trailers) has usurped the sign-making space in the work room. However, by the time spring arrives, the signs should be ready to be unveiled. Meanwhile, here's a preview of the partially finished sign.
I'll be in Afton again tomorrow, barring any surprise snow storms. See you then!
Friday, December 2, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Three days away from Route 66 was too much to bear, so after a pretty sunrise in the park and a good breakfast at Jimmy's Egg, I needed to feel the tires on a lumpy road. I didn't want to drive east again, however. Four or five days a week for most of the year is quite enough of that stretch. I needed something different. Having not much choice, I pointed the car to the west.
I stopped at the new little Route 66 park in Red Fork, just west of Tulsa, and took a couple of photos of those amazing, huge, majestic train cars parked there. I'm not sure if I've posted photos of the caboose and the tanker car, so here they are.
The restorers have done a fantastic job of bringing these behemoths of transportation back to life. We "car people" often forget the importance the railroad played in the development of Route 66.
The countryside never looks quite as ugly as it does at this time of year. The leaves are gone, the fields are brown, and even under a bright, sunny sky I get a slightly foreboding feeling. Driving west out of Tulsa at this time of year doesn't do much to dispel this feeling, and yet I tend to be drawn to this stretch of Route 66 in the winter as if by magnet. No offense to any who may disagree, but the miles between Red Fork and Sapulpa are some of the ugliest on Route 66. There's not much other than a few small manufacturing facilities, rundown houses and trailers, several abandoned gas stations, and crowned by the unfortunate hulk of what used to be Frankoma Pottery, until recently one of the premier stops along the Route. Try as hard as I can, I still can't picture this stretch in the heyday of Route 66. The train tracks run along one side of the road and the sounds of the Interstate can be heard from the south. It just seems so forsaken.
Sapulpa is a great little town, but today I drove through it quickly. I decided that it had been over 10 years since I drove the Tank Farm Road, a small alignment of old 66 between Kellyville and Bristow, so that's where I headed. This loop isn't the most exciting when it comes to scenery, but it contains a stretch of original concrete pavement and some of the old, rusted oil tanks for which it is named.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
We got out our meager Christmas decorations, and no sooner did we get Rudolph out of the box than he jumped on the cash register and went after the turtle who lives there. No worries. We kept him from making a meal of Turtle so a catastrophe was averted. Yes, we were quite bored today. At least the sun was out most of the day. Happy Winter!