Day 7: July 31, 2012
Missed Her by THAT Much
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Since she was already at the hotel, Emily was my chauffer to and from dinner. On the way back, she gave me a mini-tour of some Tulsa 66. Ann's Bakery isn't on 66 but it is quite visible from the route and Emily pointed it out as we passed. When she mentioned it again after reaching the hotel, I decided I better give it a try. Glad I did. The odd lighting on my breakfast illustrates why in car pastry photography is such a tough field. Sure was tasty.

These are just some Route 66 related landmarks I passed on my way through Tulsa. The train and shield are a relatively new addition to Redfork and I recall seing pictures of the road being closed while the big engine crossed it.

These photos come from in and near Sapulpa. The last four are from a road west of town that was part of the Ozark Trails before it was US-66. The iron bridge is from 1921 and the concrete railroad overpass is from 1925.

Depew isn't looking too prosperous but it's a tough town with people that care about it. There was discussion last night at diner about plans to place a church pew in downtown for an "in de pew" photo op. Here 'tis.

The pair of shoe trees just east of Stroud look like they're doing pretty well.

My Dawn-less Rock streak now stands at five. On my first visit in 2003, she was there but napping during a break from a hectic work load. I'm not sure of her whereabouts during the next three visits. On this trip, we were in touch though we didn't try to plan anything. I believe most or all of my previous visits were in the afternoon so I decided that earlier was better and comments from others supported that to a degree. I was a little concerned that my near noon arrival wouldn't be early enough or that the lunch rush would keep her too busy to do more than wave. I learned that Dawn wasn't there as soon as I arrived at the Rock Cafe and as soon as I got on line with the wifi there I learned why. (I've been keeping my phone's data connection mostly disabled on this trip to conserve roaming usage. Dawn had replied to my "leaving the hotel" message to let me know she would be off getting parts for a freezer and would not be at the Cafe until "late afternoon". She told me to give her daughter a hard time and get a picture with her and that's just what I did. Except for that "hard time" part. So I didn't learn any more about the fish but did note that it now has a price tag. And I had a great salad.

Dean Kennedy from Indiana is also heading to the festival in Victorville and has been about a day behind me. No more than an hour after I left Stroud, he sent a message telling me he was there and so was Dawn. Again I didn't see the message until much later because I had my "mobile network" turned off. Damn you limited-roaming-data-on-a-long-trip plan.

Just west of Stroud is a stretch of road that was part of the Ozark Trails before it was part of US-66. Most of it is unpaved. I've driven it before but missed ('cause I didn't look) two very old culverts. The one in the first two pictures was built in 1909; The other in 1917. Both are somewhat overgrown so aren't particularly accessible. The picture of the opening of the 1917 culvert was taken by sticking the camera over the side from the top. The obelisk is an Ozark Trails marker.

This is the third time I've stopped by Jerry McClanahan's studio without catching him there but this time I really didn't expect him to be there. He was in the Chicago area for an event at Dell Rhea's Chicken Basket (where I was Thursday) on Saturday and is probably working his way home slowly. Missing Jerry at the studio isn't at all the same thing as missing Dawn at the Rock Cafe since I've met Jerry numerous times elsewhere.

Check out the new 66 shield on the car door. I bought it and its right door partner at Henry's Rabbit Ranch on Saturday.

I stopped again at Seaba Station to see if I could spot something I missed on my previous visit. How about a 1979 Triumph Bonneville that's never been uncrated?

I've photographed this old station near Arcadia several times but maybe not its western end. There it is in the second photo. The frame that held the story of the little station is in pieces on the ground and the story has gone missing. Sure hope someone replaces it.

Another repeat stop was the iconic round barn at the other side of Arcadia. I think I see a trend in the visitor counts.

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