Day 9: April 25, 2018
It Is Balloon

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Scott, the fellow who provided the list of POIs that straightened me out on Rancho Deluxe Z Garden and a few other things, lives near Colo and we have been planning a meetup ever since I decided this trip was a go. We finally settled on breakfast and Scott was there sipping coffee when I walked in. That's Scott on the left and Sandy, who runs both the cafe and the motel, on the right. Besides serving up good food and providing a cool place to sleep, Sandy knows a bunch about both highways that pass by her doors. Feel free to ask advice or swap stories. Scott and I had a great chat as we ate but I came out way ahead. He bought my breakfast, gave me a new hat, and answered a question with a marvelous story. Read on.

When I posted a picture of Bemidji's Paul Bunyan on Facebook, Pat Bremer, a friend from Indianapolis, responded with a picture of a nearby Jefferson Highway banded pole. Pat has spent some time in the area over the years and snapped the photo in 2016. Pat figured I had seen it but I had not. The short loop it is on was not part of my path. Because of that, I thought its existence might be unknown to the Jefferson Highway Association folk who track such things and told Pat that I'd share the news. That's not exactly what happened.

I mentioned the pole to Scott and asked if he knew who might have painted it. It took a second but there was a mental click and a smile. Back in July of 2012, he was in the area doing some planning for the 2014 JHA conference to be held in Park Rapids. He was visiting a local who had painted his own JH pole in front of his home. (I didn't see that one either although I must have driven right by it.) Scott mentioned that he had paint with him and Frank, the local, told him that a friend, who lived on a fairly obscure original alignment, would love to have a pole painted. A day or two later, Scott went to work. Things were going well until a slip occurred while moving up or down the ladder with the bucket of blue paint in hand. A little splashed on the pole, a little more on the grass and ladder, and a lot on Scott. He managed to clean off enough with paper towels to get into the motel to change clothes. And that's the story of how Scott painted himself, while trimming a pole that Pat photographed, but which I didn't even see.


This is a Jefferson Highway trip, and I'm making a conscious effort to avoid Lincoln Highway references but this guy is so cute, and he's just an address marker. The address he marks is in the town of Nevada, Iowa, where the Jefferson leaves the Lincoln and heads south past the 1877 Ringheim Building and 1925 Story Hotel. Note the Masonic Lodge signs on the upper floor of the Ringheim Building. The hotel was built to take advantage of the new long distance highways.

In Des Moines, the JH goes right past the Iowa capitol and heads toward downtown but turns before it gets there.

A few miles south of Des Moines, this station built by Ross Hastie in 1933, had a rather short "career". It closed in 1943 and has been idle ever since. Although it resembles Phillips 66 stations of the period, it was built and operated as a Standard Oil station.

The National Balloon Museum is in Indianola, Iowa, largely because Indianola hosted the first eighteen National Hot Air Balloon Championships. After that, the event began moving around the country. Plates on the wall commemorate those initial eighteen championships. The museum was not yet officially open for the day but a tour was in progress and Becky, the museum's curator, let me slip in. I hadn't really thought about it before but I quickly realized that housing a lot of hot air balloons is not realistic but housing a lot of gondolas/baskets is. Even the tube in the next to last picture is a gondola of sorts. It's the cannon from which a young Florence Allen would be "shot" to fall through a cloud of smoke then descend to earth by parachute. Florence performed the stunt through the 1940s beginning when she was 17. The last picture is the other side of the circular window seen in the first picture.

I arrived at the Evergreen Inn too early to check in so I took a picture. I would eventually occupy the room behind the door at the left edge of the picture. The motel has a somewhat unusual check-in time of 4:00 and that's when the office opens. I hadn't been paying attention. I took the last two pictures just before bedtime.

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