The idiot GPS didn't seem to understand what "near my current route" meant. It vectored us to a Mickey D's quite a way away from the Interstate, complicated again by slow map drawing. On the plus side, the McDonald's on Coulter was the best one we have found so far on this trip. Kiosks, tapping, fast delivery and correct orders.
Rather than try to get back to I-44, I followed SW 34th Street west through a very nice residential neighbourhood. The town ended abruptly and the street turned to two lanes. Just as the pavement ended, we turned north on Hope Road. This was a pleasant coincidence because Hope Road was where the Cadillac Ranch Gift Shop was located. I took a photo of the gift shop and then we got onto I-44 West without visiting the Cadillacs.
Russell's Truck and Travel Center, Glen Rio, NM
Last summer, we stopped at the Russell's Truck and Travel Center on I-25 north of Springer, New Mexico. Their free museum was interesting but Sherm said the one on I-40 was even better. Today, we stopped just over the New Mexico state line to check it out.
Jerry told us that this location was only eight years old, while the one in Springer had been there over twenty. The museum here was much larger, though. He told us the story about how the Russell family started by working the logging camps and then a small restaurant after he hurt his foot. Their fortunes changed when Mr. Russell thought they should open a grocery store, which then grew into a chain. The Travel Centers are flourishing where other hospitality/service businesses are closing up, even though the museum is free and donations support charitable causes.
The red 1975 GL1000 Honda GoldWing caught my eye. On our first trip through here in 1978 (forty years ago!), we were riding a similar red 1976 model. I mentioned this to Jerry and he told us that the Wing here was the only vehicle not bought specifically for the museum. Mr. and Mrs. Russell bought it to ride and then, years later, added it to the exhibit.
The extensive Dale Earnhardt display was donated by a gentleman to honour a lady who had a NASCAR radio show and kept the truckers in line on the CB radio. She passed away due to cancer and he hauled a whole Denali full of memorabilia to the museum.
We were impressed with this stop. If you happen to find yourself tooling along I-40, it is worth the stop. And the price definitely was right.
I have to say that wandering through the museum in my shorts, golf shirt and walking shoes made me feel like a citizen. At least before, I was towing a bike. Now Sandy and I were just Grandma and Grandpa on a road trip. The scary thing was that I was having fun anyway.
We continued west across New Mexico, a whole different landscape than Texas. High desert, hot and dry.
Carrying on the great Skechers Golf Shoe Hunt from yesterday, I looked up a Skechers Outlet in Albuquerque while we were stopped at the Rest Area. It was right by I-40. Have I mentioned the GPS was acting up? We ended up finding the store after following a circuitous route while I shouted obscenities at the Garmin. I figured I had a lock on this when we got there. Myriad Skechers shoes in a Skechers store. They said "Sorry, we don't have any golf shoes. We did once but they're gone. Have you tried Dick's Sporting Goods?" So I was still looking.
There was also a Walmart grocery store there. Just groceries. We got some Sargento snacks and Sandy got some single serve coffee creamers. Then I checked Google and did a factory reset of the GPS. That caused me to lose all my favourites, but it didn't speed it up at all. I wrapped a cloth around it to keep the sun off it going forward.
In a replay of Amarillo, the unit sent me on a wild chase through the city looking for a McDonald's that was supposedly "near my current route". On the way back to the freeway, I almost changed lanes into a blue Honda Civic. Missed him by inches. I thanked my lucky stars and kicked my own ass for not seeing him coming.
We stopped for fuel at Grants. I filled up with 86 octane, lower because of the mile-high altitude.
A call to the Foree cell phone revealed that Jack and Barb, our friends who live in Holbrook, were babysitting grandkids in Silver Springs, Maryland. Maybe we'll catch them next time around.
We arrived in Holbrook and checked into the Days Inn at 4:00 PM Arizona time. We picked up one hour at the New Mexico border and a second hour as we entered Arizona. We stayed at this hotel last year with Sherm. After getting the gear up to the room, we walked across the four-lane (plus centre turning lane) street to Denny's. This was a pretty quiet area and we wondered what all those lanes were about.
At Denny's, we shared a Superbird sandwich. Sliced turkey, bacon, cheese and tomato on toasted sourdough. I also had a bowl of very good beef vegetable soup and five bacon tater tots (Sandy ried oneas well). Then it was back to the hotel to sort over 200 photos and transcribe over 80 verbal notes.
We only have 120 miles tomorrow to get to Williams. Late departure and slow running should put us there around noon. The blog was done just before 10:00.
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