American Education at its finest!

                                       Check out the gas prices at this Route 66 service station.

Another fantastic day of big sun, warm temperatures, but a little wind on Friday's ride.  We are now over a third of the way there, averaging over 200 miles per day.  We started Friday in Springfield, Mo. and finished off Missouri, a big 13 miles of Kansas and about a hundred miles of Oklahoma, staying in Tulsa last night.

A flying crapper spreader

I decided to take a break from the Harley and fly for a few miles.

We stopped and visited with famous American Artist Lowell Davis on his front porch.

Mike and I both had minor mechanical problems and had to spend a hour at the Joplin, Mo. Harley shop, getting new springs for our Kick Stands. What I found out is that travelers at the Harley dealers nationwide take service priority and they had us in an out quickly.
At every stop we continue to meet people from all over the world. I think Route 66 is more popular in other countries then the USA.  One of the local Route 66 merchants told us there is a group from the Netherlands right behind us in 25 different Mustang convertibles. WOW! I hope they catch us.

From all the fun to the reality of life. This is some of the remains of the Joplin, Mo. tornado. It looked like a war zone.

This really is an education in modern American history. We are seeing and learning alot. We had to ride about an hour after sunset and the Friday night football lights in northeastern Oklahoma were fun to see as we cruised through the small towns along Route 66. You could hear the fans cheering their teams.

This picture is for Mary Kay. Yes Dorothy we are in Kansas. All 13 miles of Route 66 in Kansas.

And baseball fans of my era. This is the man, Mickey and his hometown of Commerce, OK. 

A part of Route 66 in Oklahoma was originally constructed nine feet wide. No wonder the Mother Road picked up the nickname, The Bloody Highway. Imagine two 48 fords meeting here at night.

Friday night was laundry night for us as we listened to the football stadium announcer we drank a 16 oz can of coors light and ate a bag of chips on our hotel patio.  No camping yet!