Fifteen Days On The Road - Part 1

b&w film to develop

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Lots of film to process, lots of film to scan!  I shot 35 rolls on this trip, and used every camera that I brought.  I decided to send out the C-41 and E-6 rolls to The Darkroom for processing while I was on the trip, which meant that some arrived home before I returned.  I am just getting started on scanning those.

A few days ago, I returned from my first lengthy road trip since COVID-19 took over.  The ultimate goal was spending a week in Tucson, AZ, and visiting our daughter.  I planned the westward trip trip pretty well, allowing plenty of time for me to finally visit some places along Route 66.  This was our first trip West starting from western North Carolina, so naturally, Route 40 was the main Interstate that we drove.  We elected to drive my wife's Toyota Corolla Hybrid, since it's been proven to be comfortable for long trips, and at worst, it gets over 50 mpg.  

We left October 5, and our first night was in Forrest City, AR, not too far past Memphis, TN.  Our mileage for the day was 557 miles, with just rest stops along along the way.  Forrest City was named for Nathan Bedford Forrest, who used the location as a campsite for a construction crew completing a railroad between Memphis and Little Rock, shortly after the Civil War.  As we know, Forrest was a Confederate Army general, who said "If we ain't fightin' to keep slavery, then what the hell are we fightin' for?"  Leaving little doubt about his feelings, he was the Grand Wizard of the KKK after the Civil war.  While Forrest City is just a spot on the map,  I think about the history of places that we visit, and the reasons for place names being what they are.  

We made good time on Day 2, traveling 512 miles, to spend the night in Clinton, Oklahoma, which is right on the old Route 66.    Once I-40 hits Oklahoma City, it joins/replaces the old Route 66.  Clinton was formed in 1902, and was originally called Washita Junction (railroads play a big part in its formation), but the U.S. Post Office would not accept Washita Junction as a name, so it was changed to Clinton, the first name of Judge Clinton Irwin.  Unlike many places along Route 66, Clinton is a thriving community, and is the largest city along Route 66 between Oklahoma City and Amarillo, TX.  We stayed at a La Quinta motel which was really nice, and it even had a bar.    I took some time to see some of the Route 66 business area, and found the Glancy Motor Hotel, which was in sad shape.  The Oklahoma Route 66 Museum is located in Clinton, but as we got there late in the day it was not open.   Nonetheless, I got some pretty good shots of the places we visited.  

Day 3 was the fewest miles traveled, because it involved a lot of stops along Rt. 66, but it also covered three states, as we left Oklahoma to pass through the Texas Panhandle (the absolute shortest path across Texas) and enter New Mexico, where we planned to stay the night in Tucumcari, NM.  I had originally planned to spend the night in Erick, OK, and am glad we stayed in Clinton.  Erick marks the 100th Meridian, which essentially marks anything beyond as "the West."  There is a 100th Meridian Museum in Erick, and it was closed.  It's probably more famous as being the hometown of singer/songwriter/performer Roger Miller. "King of the Road" was in my head was too often.  There is a terrific mural featuring him on what may have been the Roger Miller Museum, which closed long ago. The mural is in excellent shape, but I can't say that for the rest of Erick.  A casualty of Interstate  40, and the ceaseless loss of residents to more urban areas, Erick has certainly seen better days.  Those people staying there now are hardy folks.

We traveled for a bit on the old Rt. 66 which at times is an I-40 business route and at others, a parallel service road that is barely maintained. It was great to be on the two-lane, grasshoppers smashing into our grille, the grasses whizzing by.  Our first stop in Texas was in Shamrock, a town that has wholeheartedly embraced the Route 66 theme.  I primarily wanted to see the famous Conoco gas station, and was not disappointed.  The U-Drop Inn and gas station is an Art Deco wonder, and was saved from ruin and disrepair by he First National Bank of Shamrock, which gave it to the city. After a $1.7 million federal grant, they restored the building to its original condition and adapted it into a museum, visitors' center, gift shop, and the city's chamber of commerce.  We enjoyed a very tasty chocolate milkshake there.  

We hit the Texas Visitor's Center and rest area that's on I-40 east of Amarillo, and it was definitely photo-worthy.  After that, we drove past Amarillo (Had we chosen to stop there, it might have been another day before we left!) and across the rest of the panhandle.  I was amazed to see the hundreds of wind turbines there.  It's obvious that not all the money in Texas is being made on petroleum-based energy.  Also struck by the huge expanses of cotton and sorghum fields.  We stopped briefly in Adrian, TX, which marks the mid-point of Route 66.   The most impressive thing I photographed there was the grain elevator.

Adrian, TX

Texas Panhandle

We made it to Tucumcari, NM with plenty of daylight left, and found a lovely room at the Roadrunner Lodge Motel, an original Route 66 motel that's been lovingly restored/maintained by its current owners.    Tucumcari is one of those Route 66 destinations that you really have to visit.  There's a lot of period architectural and neon eye-candy to keep one occupied.  While I-40 bypasses it, Tucumcari is big enough and charming to make you want to explore it a lot further.  I'll end this travelogue here, as New Mexico is an adventure by itself.

Clinton, OK