Cheryl and Tim take a drive on historic Route 66
Tim and I spent this past week at our cabin in the Prescott National Forest in Arizona. For me, it’s a great place to write and the surrounding foothills offer plenty of inspiration. Tim has to take it easy as he is recovering from neck surgery. He does a little yard and maintenance work and loves to cook over the wood fire in our outdoor kitchen.
We took a road trip to Kingman just to see what was out there. I am currently writing Book 2 of the Potluck Yarn Trilogy and my witches are traveling through foothills, so we decided to do the same. By chance, we found ourselves in Seligman which we found out is the birthplace of the Arizona portion of Route 66.
According to Wikipedia, “In 1953, the Oatman Highway through the Black Mountains was completely bypassed by a new route between Kingman, Arizona and Needles, California; by the 1960s, Oatman, Arizona was virtually abandoned as a ghost town.”
We did see some ghost towns, but more interesting were the gas stations and eateries looking the way they must have in the 1950’s. And the rhyming Burma Shave advertisements we saw as we drive along the “highway” cautioning us to keep our speed under a mile a minute, and to refrain from tossing cigarettes out the window.