Nothing is more important than family and today showcased
that!
After leaving Devil’s Elbow, we spent the night in Saint
Robert at the Magnuson Motel and RV Park. I did not get to share some
information about Devil’s Elbow in the last blog. Devil's Elbow, is one of the more
unique places on Route 66. The community was named for a particularly bad bend
in the Big Piney River. Lumberjacks would float logs down the river and they
would seem to always jam at this one place. There was a large boulder in the
river at this point that some lumberjacks swore was put there by the devil
himself just to cause them grief. The community of Devil's Elbow is a like a
page out of history. Here the decades slip away to another, simpler time, far
from the noise and bustle of the Interstate. During the 1930s and 1940s Devil's
Elbow was a resort community with cabins, canoes, and the famous Munger Moss
Sandwich Shop.
As we headed west on Route 66 we went past the Route 66
Diner, we already had breakfast, so we did not stop … plus the parking lot did
not look big enough for us to make the swing with our rig and jeep!
We also saw
the St Roberts has tons of pride! There is a water tower proclaiming their
support of our troops and another water tower supporting their future … the
school kids … showing their Tiger Pride! It was evident in the paintings of
their water tower.
Waynesville offers a quaint downtown district that
epitomizes Main Street USA. Waynesville got its start in 1831 when a man named
G.W. Gibson "squatted” on the land where the town sits today. Just one
year later Pulaski County was formed and Waynesville was soon designated as the
county seat. In 1835, James A. Bates opened one of the first stores in the
settlement, which also served as a temporary courthouse. In 1839, the town was
platted and a post office opened, named after famous General "Mad
Anthony" Wayne, the daring Revolutionary War hero and Indian fighter.
We discovered that Interstate 44, which basically runs
parallel with Route 66 is the Auto Route of Tears. The Route of Tears is the
trail that the Native Americans that were displaced took during their relocation.
The Auto Route of Tears is the automobile version of this route. We followed
part of the original route in another two lane adventure.
Along Route 66, is the I-44 Speedway before you reach Lebanon,
they should have named it the Route 66 Speedway. It is a 3/8 of a mile high
bank clay oval track.
You also see many signs of the days gone by on Route 66,
like this old cafe sign. It would have been awesome to travel this route when it was really full of restaurants, motels and attractions.
Sandwiched between Route 66 and I-44 is
the famous Munger Moss Motel. All the rooms have been remodeled and decorated in
the Route 66 themes … including a “pretty in pink” room fashioned after the
bygone Coral Court Motel.
Almost opposite the Munger Moss Motel is the old
Wrinks Market. After Mr. Wrink passed, the store has had many lives … sadly it
is closed and for sale again.
Along Route 66 near the Lebanon exit are a pair of Meramec
Painted Barns. There are many of these painted barns broadcasting to travelers
about the destination adventure at the Meramec Caverns.
It offered some unique picnic shelters and a great information counter with some memorabilia, including this gas pump.
We had a relatively short drive from St Robert to
Springfield, where we got to spend about 3 hours with our Granddaughter Ashley
and her missionary partner, Sister Welling. Ashley is currently on her Mormon
mission. Her contact with family is very limited during her 18 month mission
but her mission President gave her permission to see us! We were so very
grateful for the time with them, we have not seen her since 2013.
We enjoyed
walking around Missouri State University and downtown Springfield. We enjoyed a
leisurely lunch at Pickleman’s Deli. Everyone got something different and it
all was delicious! We go a glimpse of their apartment and walked back to their
church, where we parked the camper. It was a short, but very enjoyable.
After we left Springfield, we got onto I-44 and passed the Risen
Ranch Cowboy Church. This church had a unique sign and it reminded me of our
friend, Mary Mud, who loves her Cowboy Church.
We crossed over into Kansas from Missouri and into Baxter
Springs and north onto 69, heading into Columbus Kansas. Where we will be spending
a couple of nights, visiting our friends, Jack & Diana, at her mothers in
Columbus MO.
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