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After passing through Albuquerque, open country and eye catching
landscape filled the morning.
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When we stopped at Budville in 1999, it was pretty cluttered. Mike, who
owns and operates Kings Cafe just up the road, had just bought it and was
starting his cleanup. It's looking good now. Mike was on the job when I
stopped in to say hello and I relaxed a bit while chatting with him and a
new acquaintance named Tom.
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You can't see it in the picture, but it was just starting to rain as I
reached the Continental Divide so, naturally, I pulled up to the sign and
snapped a quick picture before closing the car. You know how it works:
Rain on the driver's side goes to the Pacific and passenger side rain
heads to the Atlantic.
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Here is one of those "How did we miss this?" sort of places.
Just barely off of Route 66 near Gallup, Red Rock State Park contains and
is surrounded by some phenomenal rock formations. The park's center piece
is a rodeo stadium with some of those rocks as background. I drove
through Gallup twice in 1999 and didn't have a clue this existed.
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The sixth branch off of US 66 starts in Gallup and is often called the
Devil's Highway. Because of "negative connotations" associated
with the "number of the beast" designation, the route has
recently been renamed but they still have a lot of signs to change.
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Pictures of a well known and a not so well known Holbrook, AZ, business.
The well known is the Wigwam Motel where vintage autos are put to good
use enhancing the period appearance. Less widely known is Kester's Bug
Shop just down the road. It was the Bug Shop's owner who spotted our
bulging tire in 1999. The bug on a stick (a real Beetle on top of a steel
pole) that caught our eye four years ago was gone but other interesting
VWs were plentiful. Even the camper that I mentioned but couldn't show in
1999 was there. No one was around but there were signs that the shop was
still a going concern so I left a hello card.
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Here is one of the best known attractions on Route 66 - or at least it is
one of the best known signs. The Jack Rabbit Trading Post still draws
visitors with that long eared silhouette. It brought me in for a pint of
Cherry Cider for a buck. Not a bad deal at all.
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What hath Glenn Frey wrought? That one line from a song has made standing
on a corner the thing to do in Winslow. The guitarist on a corner was
dedicated on September 11, 1999. Exactly two years later, events in New
York City resulted in the twisted metal that is standing on another
Winslow corner. There is, of course, no connection between the dates
although it is an interesting connection between the city's two corner
displays.
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