Our 4th Day On Route 66 - Claremore To Weatherford

Today's post is sponsored by the Essendonians (an invoice is in the mail Gerard).


Hi Folks,


Well, Tim and Mal have had their last drinks in Hawaii and are on their way home.

I think Mal finally shouted Tim a meal by the look of it.

After leaving our hotel this morning, we went straight to the Will Rogers Memorial Museum in Claremore.   Will was a famous radio commentator, newspaper columnist, silent and talking movie actor and was destined for a political life.   He was born in Claremore and was killed in a plane crash in Alaska.   He and his wife had bought the land the museum now stands on to build their home.   When he was killed, his wife donated the land to the State of Oklahoma and he was buried there.   The section of Route 66 from Oklahoma to Los Angeles is also known as the Will Rogers Highway due to his use of it to drive from his home to the film studios where he worked.

After the museum, we were off on the Oklahoma Section of Route 66 and through Tulsa and Oklahoma City.

We stopped for lunch at the Rock Cafe in Stroud, but the place was full.   This cafe was built in 1939 from rocks dug up for the building of Route 66.

We continued on to Chandler and had lunch at Marsha's Country Kitchen.   There was one young waitress and the rest of the staff would have been between 60 and 80 years of age.   They only open from 7 am until 2 pm and it looked like every old person in the district came there for lunch after church.   A couple of us had a steak sandwich with mashed potato.   Still can't work out if it was minced meat compressed like a hamburger or steak with the crap beaten out of it.   It was then smothered with a thick crust of some sort of crumbs and whatever.   

The owner was obviously a John Wayne fan.

 Also saw this photograph on the wall.   Who do you think it looks like?

We've arrived in Weatherford now, having done 231 miles for the day.   Ron was the driver and he managed to do a few 'Tour De Donuts'.   Checked into the Best Western Mark Motor Hotel and after a rest, had dinner at Mark's Restaurant next door.   To our surprise, no alcohol, so off to the local gas station where they sold Rolling Rock for $8 for 1/2 dozen stubbies.   Heaven for all of us.

Just for you Keren, another photograph of dad enjoying the sights and one of our clothesline in the Penthouse.   He's taken to wearing sunglasses now so that I don't know when he's sleeping.   His snoring gives it away though.

Regards,

The DMTC