Southwest 2003 Week 1

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Day -01 and Day 00 - October 4 and 5
- Millbrook Days at Millbrook Village
The trip to the
Southwest was preceded by the Millbrook Days festival where I serve as a
volunteer. This year I had learned to make Shaker Oval Boxes and decided to
demonstrate the making of the oval boxes during these two days. Mom was doing
crochet work in the warmth of the Van Campen farm house while I was tending to
my stove and boiling box set up in one of the bays of the new wagon shed.
Saturday was a rainy and damp and dreary day. The spectators were at times more
interested in the stove I was using for boiling but I did get a lot of
interesting questions and feel that I was able to answer most of them. Matthew,
my fourth son showed up with my newest grandchild - Alexander - just one year
old which was a highlight of the day. Sunday was a sunny day but still cool when
the sun ducked behind clouds.
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Alexander the future box maker
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John Tauke was a big help and his presence was appreciated by me.
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Mark the Tinsmith
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Finishing pitchforks
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Making apple butter
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Making wooden beams from a log
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Flax preparation
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Its a beautiful Ox
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The music was sweet
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Looking for Civil War deserters
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Day 01 - Monday, October 6 2003 High Bridge to Bristol, Va.
Miles driven - 565
After getting home the
night before at around 8:30 PM from Millbrook and unloading and loading the car
and a short 5 hour sleep, we started out at 6:00 AM. It was necessary for us to
reach Bristol, VA on this first day as we were meeting friends from Charlotte in
Bristol to deliver some tins and mugs we had acquired for their collection.
After breakfast at the Cracker Barrel in Hamburg, Pa we had the fortune of
getting back on the road at 7:45 AM. If we would have left the restaurant at
8:00 AM I would have been compelled to drive into the parking lot of the newest
Cabellas store which opens at 8:00. Who knows how long I would have kept Mom in
there. We did have time to stop in Lexington, VA to visit the campus of
Washington and Lee University. Robert E. Lee became the president of the college
in 1865 after the Civil War ended. He served in this position until his death in
1870. We visited the chapel on the campus which holds the Robert E. Lee museum
as well as the crypt where R. E. Lee and his family are interred. The first
floor of the chapel holds a marble statue of R. E. Lee in repose on a camp cot.
The statue is on the stage and is surrounded by Confederate battle flags hung in
the corners of the room. The downstairs of the chapel holds the Robert E. Lee
museum. His office is maintained in the condition that it was on the day he
died. Robert E. Lee's favorite horse was named "Traveler" and his bones are
buried on the outside of the chapel right next to the side door. I say bones as
"Travelers" skeleton was once on display and only subsequently buried next to
the chapel in 1971. Although Robert E. Lee took and signed an oath of allegiance
to the US Constitution after the Civil War, an administrative error did not
record a signed oath and thus no pardon for fighting against the Union was
granted while he was still alive. Lee was finally pardoned in the 1970's by
President Gerald Ford when the snafu was finally cleared up. After spending
about an hour on the beautiful campus on a beautiful day, we arrived in Bristol
around 4:30 pm. We met our friends the Stutts and headed to dinner at Damons. At
the hotel we received coupons which provided for a free appetizer for each
entree ordered. However upon getting to the restaurant we read the small print
that said "Only one appetizer served per table". When we entered the restaurant
we initially stated the we wanted 4 separate tables as we would each be ordering
an entree. What we really were fishing for were twp free appetizers at one table
and the manager quickly agreed to this solution. The food and the appetizers
were good.
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Robert E. Lee Statue in the Washington and Lee Chapel.
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Washinton and Lee Chapel interior
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Robert E. Lee's office at Washington and Lee
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A beautiful day on the campus of Washinton and Lee
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Day 02 - Tuesday, October 7 2003, Bristol, Va. to Memphis, TN,
518 miles driven
Getting on the road today was tough. After driving 568 miles
yesterday the thought of facing 500+ today did not seem too appealing when we
started out at 9:00 AM. The lady at the Tennessee Visitors Information booth
said it would take 9.5 hours to do the drive to Memphis. She said that we would
be allowed to stop for lunch within this time frame. Our route took us on I-81
which merges with and becomes I-40 north of Knoxville. The highway scenery
between Bristol VA and Nashville, TN goes thru some of the most beautiful
country we have ever seen. In a way I feel sorry that we aren't making the trip
about two weeks later as the leaves then would be in full fall colors. A little
past Cookeville there was a sign on the highway that indicated that the
Appalachian Arts and Crafts Center was in the locality. The van automatically
turned off the highway and headed in the direction of the center. We found the
center to be a part of Tennessee Tech but all the galleries were open to the
public. The working studios were not open to the public but there was plenty to
see at the open galleries and store. Most of the items on display were of a
modern style. They were beautiful although I was expecting traditional mountain
crafts rather than modern. At the main desk I signed up for the
mailing list for next years workshops and the woman behind the counter was
surprised to see the High Bridge address. She had often visited High Bridge
about 10 years ago and I was the first person she had run into in all that time
that came from High Bridge. She had visited the Breese family which I knew of
but had no real contact with. After picnic lunching at a very scenic overlook
where the only sound you could hear was mom rummaging around in the bread bag we
continued our journey to Memphis and arrived at 5:00 PM or 9 hours after we
started out allowing for the change to Central Saving Time.
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Worlds Only Guitar Shaped Music Museum - Bristol. TN
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Caneys Fork River close to Appalachian Arts Center
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Dinosaur Rocker - only $2400 at Appalachian Arts Center
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Colorful Glassware at Appalachian Arts Center
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Christmas Spoons at Appalachian Arts Center
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Day 03 - Wednesday, October 8, 2003, At Memphis, TN,
115 miles driven
First item on our agenda
was to get to Graceland and take the Elvis mansion tour. There were tours
available which included a tour of Elvis's jet and also his automobiles but the
mansion was good enough for us. Graceland is situated on Elvis Presley
Boulevard. The Elvis estate has acquired properties across the street for
parking, ticket sales, shuttle bus station and also various gift shops. After
purchasing the tickets they put you on a shuttle bus, give you a headset and
earphones to be used to listen to pre- recorded narrations and drive you across
the street. Upon entering the house you turn on the headset and you are led thru
the rooms by following the headset. You get to tour the downstairs of the house
as well as the outbuildings. Flash photography was not allowed and most of the
rooms are dark which prevents good pictures. The tour narration takes you thru
the whole career of Elvis, from his early Sun Records Days to the mega star that
he became. One of the buildings has been converted to a trophy room which
contained all of Elvis's gold records as well as the recognitions for all his
charitable works. One item that was mentioned was the fact that Elvis donated
and raised a lot of money for the Arizona Memorial. The racquetball building
also has been converted to a display room which shows other awards as well as a
display of the costumes from the Las Vegas period. The tour ends in the
meditation garden where Elvis is buried along with his parents and grandmother.
After the Elvis tour we
drove to downtown Memphis to visit Mud Island Park which contains the
Mississippi River walk as well as the Mississippi River museum. To get there you
take a monorail or walk a bridge. We rode the monorail. The museum was very
interesting detailing the peoples that lived along the Mississippi - from the
natives to the present day occupants. The replicas of the interiors of a
riverboat and also a Union gunboat which seemed realistic and were very
entertaining. The jewel of Mud Island was the Mississippi River walk. This
display is a scaled down topographical re-creation of the Mississippi River from
Cairo, Il to the Gulf of Mexico. All the meanders of the river are laid out and
street grids of the major towns are laid out along the display. The display
covers about the length of 5 city blocks. We took the walk with a guided
tour which lasted for about an hour and a half. If we would have walked by
ourselves and read all the information stands we probably would have needed
flashlights. The tour guide was a retired schoolteacher and kept the audience
entertained. It was a very clever display worthy of the "Jewel" status in the
AAA guide book.
After Mud Island we
drove to the Peabody Hotel to witness the 5:00 PM duck walk. Since we had
time we wandered over to Beale Street to see what that looks like. As stated in
the literature, Beale St. holds about three blocks that are filled with Blues
Clubs and Restaurants. It also holds a store called A. Schwabs which is listed
as the oldest store continually run by the same family since about 1876. The
store takes you to a time period before most of us can remember what an old time
store looked like. From Schwab's we headed back to the Peabody for the 5:00 PM
duck walk. The hotel has a tradition of keeping trained ducks in the hotel lobby
fountain during the day. At 11:00 AM the ducks are walked across the roof to an
elevator and then on a red carpet to steps that lead them into the fountain.
This procedure is reversed at 5:00 PM when the ducks are herded out of the pool,
down the steps and on to a red carpet into an elevator. We knew we were in for a
treat when the duck handler said that days like today only happen every three
months and today was one of those days. It seems that the ducks are changed
every three months and turned loose. Today was the first day of lobby walking
for this batch of ducks and the morning walk had been hilarious as one of the
ducks had gone to the gift shop instead of the fountain. Another had flown into
the bar and knocked over some liquor bottles. True to the handlers prediction,
the ducks did not co-operate with the herders. They kept jumping over the
barriers placed in their way to get them to go to the edge of the pool with the
steps. I would say it took the handler 15 minutes or so to capture the ducks and
send them on their way. Only one jumped out of the pool and then tried to get
back in. It was a hilarious experience.
After a pork barbecue
dinner at the Rendezvous, we drove over to Tunica, Mississippi to one of the
casinos there. We went to the casino - Sheraton which was listed in the
billboards as having the loosest slots. We walked out of there with about $10.00
of their money and arrived back at the motel at 8:30 PM. All in all a very full
day.
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Graceland Mansion
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Living Room at Graceland
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On the very end you can see Elvis leaving the building
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Explanation of one of the Mississippi water sheds at Mud Island
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Explanation of the formation of Oxbow lakes on the Mississippi
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Riverwalk, Mud Island
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Tow with 28 barges
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B. B. Kings place on Beale St.
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Interesting Toilet Seats on Beale St.
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A. Schwabs store - about three floors of this
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Beale St. facade held up by steel
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Where the ducks were supposed to walk.
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Day 04 - Thursday, October 9, 2003, Memphis, TN to VanBuren,
AK,
376 miles driven
PostScript to Memphis -
at Graceland people were picking up leaves that were falling off the trees and
saving them as souvenirs. How cute.
The plan today called to
reach Fort Smith, Arkansas. or a drive of 288 miles. When we had dinner with the
Stutt's in Bristol, Va they wondered why we hadn't chosen to stop at Hot Springs
National Park. After all it is the home of the only National Park in Arkansas
and as we found out later it is also the boyhood home of one William Jefferson
Clinton. The former fact interested me but the latter one doesn't. As we drove
across the Mississippi at Memphis, the sky looked ominous. We stopped at the
Arkansas welcoming center to get a state map and inquired about Hot Springs and
the route to Fort Smith from there. The guide at the stop recommended Hot
Springs also and suggested that we take the Scenic Route 7 up to I-40. When I
said it was going to rain she said that the rain would clear before we got to
Hot Springs. Around Little Rock we got into a heavy downpour which combined with
the 20 mile construction zone made driving treacherous. We pulled into Hot
Springs at around 1:00 PM and it was still raining. We struck up a conversation
with a young man carrying a motorcycle helmet. He had his bike all covered up
and was waiting for the rain to stop so he could return to Little Rock. We had
heard forecasts of rain for most of the afternoon and wished him luck.
We then visited the
National Park Visitors center which now occupies the old Fordyce Bath House. Hot
Springs at one time had numerous hot spring bathhouses. The bathhouses are still
there but only one of the originals has been brought back to operating condition
and is in use. The Fordyce was quoted to have been the fanciest bathhouse on
Bathhouse Row. It stopped operating in 1962 and now has been turned into a
museum. As a visitor you are free to roam all the floors of the building. It was
an interesting look back at the way life used to be in Hot Springs. The state
still operates a Rehabilitation center in Hot Springs and some of the new hotels
offer spa facilities but the ability to walk in off the street and have a hot
mineral bath along with hot packs and massages is now available only in one of
the old bathhouses. A video explains the process of entering a bathhouse,
ordering the services and then following an attendant to the changing, bath,
shower, packing, massage and cooldown stations. The video explained that the
water coming from the hot springs came in at a natural 143 degrees but was
cooled to 100 when preparing the bath or shower.
We would have stayed and
done it had we packed bathing suits and had allowed for the time. The whole
process takes up to two hours. The Fordyce bath house was just that - bathhouse.
It was not a hotel. I imagine that the rest of the bathhouses were operated that
way too. Hotel accommodations were elsewhere. One of the interesting features in
the Fordyce was the large Hubbard Tub which was used for paraplegics and
individuals with polio. This large tub provided the capability to lower an
individual into the water from a mechanized lift platform. President Roosevelt
visited Hot Springs to see this tub and had one installed in Warm Springs, Ga.
After viewing the
Fordyce and a lunch topped with a blueberry cobbler ala mode it was time to head
up the scenic highway to get to Fort Smith before dark. We left Hot Springs at
3:00 PM and were pleased that the rain had stopped and blue sky was visible. I
don't believe our ride thru the Ozarks would have been pleasant on a one lane
road with rain. We had 70 miles to go before we would be back on the interstate
and were pleased to go the whole distance in sunshine. The ride was pretty but
there were no turnouts to take any pictures of the scenery. We did stop at
Nimrod Dam which is on the Fourche Lafevre River. We arrived at VanBuren at 6:00
PM. VanBuren is only a few miles from Fort Smith and is listed as having a
quaint downtown. Thus we stayed here to take in the town in the morning. At the
motel we found out that VanBuren has a fall festival starting tomorrow and that
Fort Smith will have a re-creation of a hanging at 11:00 AM tomorrow. Fort Smith
is the home of Judge Parker who was known as the hanging judge. We had planned
to visit his courthouse in our original trip plan and I guess the additional
hoopla will be a bonus. On Saturday there will be an air show in Fort Smith and
also a blues festival. Lots of stuff going on.
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Fordyce Bath House now park visitors center
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Deep bath tub - Fordyce Bathhouse
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Steam Box - Fordyce Bathhouse
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They don't want you to do that here also.
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Fordyce - Music Salon
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Gymnasium - Fordyce Bathhouse
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Hubbard Tub - Fordyce Bathhouse
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Natural Hot Spring - the water is steaming hot
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Lake behind Nimrod Dam
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Nimrod Dam - on Scenic Route 7 in Arkansas
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Day 05 - Friday, October 10, 2003, VanBuren,
AK to Oklahoma City, OK,
261 miles driven
Our day started with a
drive over to Fort Smith to see the sights over there. We found out that
the visitors center is called Miss Laura's house and that it occupies a former
sporting palace run by Laura Ziegler a madam from Vermont. She had come to Fort
Smith and worked in a few other houses and earned enough money to start up on
her own with help from a local bank. She had repaid the loan very quickly.
Sporting palaces were legal in Fort Smith until 1924 when they were outlawed. We
got a tour of the house from a kindly lady who was on her first day on the job
as a volunteer guide. She had to read everything from a typed sheet. The house
was decorated back to the turn of the 19th century as it was when it was in
operation. The stained glass windows are magnificent. After the tour of the
visitors center we took a trolley ride around the historic district which lasted
about 40 minutes. Most of the houses in the historic district date back to the
late 1850 to 1900 period and most of these are in the Victorian style. One of
the notable houses the Darby House was the home of the leader of Darby's
Rangers who fought in WWII in the North African and Sicilian and Italian
Campaign's. Darby was a very courageous leader and was killed in one of the
Italian battles.
After the Trolley Tour
we went to the Fort Smith National Historic Site which is on the site of the
second Fort Smith. The visitors center here is housed in a former military
building which was converted to a courthouse for the Western Arkansas District
Federal Court. The court held jurisdiction over the Indian territory in future
Oklahoma and also Western Arkansas. The courthouse here was a very busy place as
Judge Isaac Parker tried in excess of 13000 cases in his 20 - 22 year tenure
here. I think this testifies to the lawlessness that was present on the
frontier. Judge Parker was known as the "Hanging Judge". Capital crimes were
defined as murder and rape and Judge Parker sentenced 160 including 4 women to
hang. Of this amount about half were hung with the rest of the sentences
pardoned or commuted including all the women. Judge Parker was said to be
opposed to the death penalty but he was dedicated to following the law in
capital crimes. At times he would write recommendations of clemency or pardon
for the prisoner he had sentenced to death. Judge Parker did not witness any
hangings himself. His hangman was one George Maledon who invented the modern
hangman's knot which guaranteed a quick death. His famous quote was that "No-one
ever came back to complain about the job that he did". He would re-assure the
condemned man by saying "Don't worry, I am a professional." The hangman
was an interesting individual. He prepared all of his ropes at home and when he
walked from his house to the courthouse with a rope under his arm, a crowd would
soon follow him to his job. He also fathered 11 children and had to enlarge his
originally small home.
The reconstructed
gallows stand on the original site for display. The trap doors are sealed but at
one time, ropes with nooses hung at all times on the display. The ranger said
that they had to discontinue the full time display of the ropes as last year a
tourist a little shorter than the noose placed the noose around his neck and
strained a few neck muscles. Now ropes with nooses are hung for display only on
the anniversary dates of actual hangings. Today was such a day. There were two
ropes hanging on display. On this day in 1873 two Cherokee Indians, Tuni and
Young Wolf were hung for the murder of two trappers. Frontier Justice was swift.
The crime had been committed in January of 1873, the trial had been in July and
in October they were hung. The park ranger talked about the case and read the
confession of one of the killers. He admitted the crime and pleaded for no
mercy. He knew he had done a terrible wrong and was ready to settle his debt. On
two occasions, 6 men were hung on the same day. On one of these occasions Judge
Parker had sentenced 9 men to be hung but three had been pardoned by the time of
the hanging. Hangings generally drew large crowds. Before Judge Parker, the
gallows had been in full display but the Judge had hated the carnival atmosphere
and ordered a high fence around the gallows. Still visible but restricting the
crowd. To get inside the enclosure you needed a ticket which was issued by the
court. The basement floor of the courthouse consisted of two cells that held the
condemned as well as other prisoners serving terms. There were no individual
cells and straw mats served as bedding. Toilet facilities were primitive. As
many as 75 men occupied the two large cells at one time. Prisoners termed this
jail as "Hell on the Border". The Clint Eastwood film "Hang them High" is a
loose attempt to describe the Fort Smith Jail.
We also tried to visit
the Fort Smith Historical Museum but aborted because of time constraints. We
wanted to get back to VanBuren for the fall festival and then get going to
Oklahoma City by evening. The fall festival turned out to be a bust - nothing
going on until later in the day, so we could have stayed in Fort Smith. We
headed towards Oklahoma City and stopped at the cabin of Sequoyia. Sequoyia was
the Cherokee chief who created the Cherokee Alphabet which could be used for
written communication. The first newspaper in the Indian Territory was published
in Cherokee using Sequoyia's alphabet. Sequoyia was highly regarded by the
"Whites" as well as the other Cherokee Chiefs. A statue of Sequoyia is in the US
Capitol in DC and also the Sequoia trees in California are named after him. The
cabin is a very simple building with the interesting feature that in the 1930's
the cabin while remaining on its original site was enclosed and covered by a
building. Part of the depression WPA. We arrived in Oklahoma City around 6:00
PM.
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Stained Glass at Miss Laura's
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One of the Game Rooms at Miss Laura's
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Laura's Bed Room
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The Darby Home
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Hell on the Border Cell
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Judge Parker's Courthouse on far end, jail addition on near end
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Fort Smith gallows
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Judge Parker's Courtroom
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Drug Store display at Fort Smith Museum
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Sequoyia's Cabin
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Day 06 - Saturday, October 11, 2003,
Oklahoma City, OK, 50 miles driven
Today we had planned as a no-major drive day in Oklahoma City. We
basically relaxed by going to the Oklahoma Western Heritage Center and the
Cowboy Hall of Fame. This complex is one huge museum with large displays of
western art including large collections by Russell and also Remington. There is
a Native American Heritage section as well as displays on cowboy and ranch life,
military life, hunting and the rodeo. There was also a collection of 37
buildings which resemble a western town. The museum has a no photo policy in the
art section and a no flash policy in others. The one place where flash
photography was permitted, the space was so dark that any pictures I took, the
space just swallowed the light. The displays in the no-flash area were so dark
that good pictures were not available. This was the only disappointment in the
day. The museum is absolutely fantastic and I would recommend it to anyone. We
spent 5 hours in there. After the museum we drove to the Bricktown area of
Oklahoma City. It is a area with small shops, restaurants and evening
entertainment places along the Bricktown Canal. There is a minor league baseball
stadium there and one of the streets is named Mickey Mantle boulevard, as the
Mick was from Oklahoma.
After a little rest we decided to drive over to the Oklahoma
National Monument which commemorates the 168 victims of the April 19, 1995
bombing of the Murrah Federal Building. It is a sad site to see. Each of the
victims is symbolized by an empty chair set in a grassy field. The seats are
arranged in the order of the floor that the killed person was occupying in the
building. Within the site is a reflecting pool which is between the East and
West entrances of the site. These gates are called the Gates of Time, as the
gates frame the time of the explosion. The east gate has 9:01 and the west gate
has 9:03 on it. The explosion took place at 9:02. The site also contains the
Survivor Tree. This is a 80 year old American Elm which was in a parking lot.
Many of the cars in this lot burned and were destroyed but this tree survived.
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Indian Statue in Lobby of Heritage Center
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Mural in the Ballroom
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Marble Mountain Lion
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From the Military Life Section
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A Charles M. Russel (from a postcard)
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The Drummers- From Postcard
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West Gate of Oklahoma National Monument at night.
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Field of Empty Chairs - Oklahoma National Monument
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Day 07 -
Sunday, October 12, 2003,
Oklahoma City, OK to Amarillo, TX 388 miles driven
Being Sunday we were
lazy in getting up and getting going. We found a church fairly close to the
motel but the next service was an hour and a half away so we drove around
Oklahoma City and wound up finding a Catholic Church in the Capitol/Medical
Center district that had a service in about 40 minutes. Waiting in the parking
lot we surmised that we had wandered into an Afro-American Catholic congregation
and once we entered the church our opinion was verified. We could not have been
more welcome anywhere. The two priests were white but the greater majority of
the choir and congregation were Afro-American. However we were not the only
whites in the congregation. The service was a wonder to behold. The "Sign
of Peace" ceremony was held fairly early in the service rather than right after
the "Our Father" and at this point the service took a 5 to 10 minute break. The
parishioners got out of the pews and wandered all over the church shaking hands
and hugging. The choir was excellent and hand clapping could be heard in the
church. A lively group to be sure.
It was about 12:30 pm
when we got on to I-40 to head towards Amarillo, TX. Beyond Oklahoma City,
Oklahoma turns into a basically flat countryside which looks suited for the
cattle that occupy the land. Between Oklahoma City and the Texas border
there are three towns that advertise the home of a Route 66 Museum. The famous
road has been replaced by by I-40 in this part of the US but the romance of the
old road lives on. After crossing into Texas we came upon a rest area that had a
lot of history about the Texas Panhandle and the huge ranches that occupied this
part of Texas. The Goodnight Ranch at one time was the biggest but there was no
comparison made with the King Ranch down on the Gulf Coast. I was looking to get
a map at the rest area but the girl at the counter said they were all out of the
Texas maps. I inquired about Palo Duro Canyon and was advised that there was
still plenty of time to get there (it being about 3:30pm). When I asked for the
best way to get there she handed me a beat-up Rand McNally atlas and said that
they were not allowed to give directions as they were not a tourist information
center. She said that they had once given erroneous directions and had been
called to task. I guess there is a difference between a rest area and a tourist
information center. In other states they are in the same location. As it turned
out the first tourist information center is 90 miles inside Texas from the
Oklahoma border at Amarillo. Strange.
After the second info
stop we headed for the Palo Duro Canyon which is about 25 miles Southeast of
Amarillo. Palo Duro is second only to the Grand Canyon for depth and length in
the US. It has a 16 mile loop road which is spectacular. The sun was going down
and the colors that were splashing on the east side of the canyon were awesome.
After spending about an hour and a half in the canyon we headed back to Amarillo
to visit the "Big Texan Restaurant". I should have brought my camera to the
restaurant. The restaurant has advertisements that state that if you order the
72 oz steak and meal and you finish it in under an hour then the meal is free.
The tourist booklets state that 35000 have tried it in the 40+ years of
operation and out of this about 7000 had made it. The rules require that you
finish the whole meal which consists of a shrimp cocktail, garden salad, three
side dishes, the 72 oz. steak and desert. We were seated at a table which was
directly in front of a platform where a "Pilgrim" was making an attempt at the
big one. On the menu, dinners include your choice of two sides and one of these
can be a salad. The contestant has to have three sides, one of which must be a
baked potato plus the salad. The Odds are on the houses side to be sure but one
Cincinnati Reds player ate the meal in 9.5 minutes in the 1980's and Klondike
Bill (a professional wrestler) ate two of the meals in under an hour. I remember
Klondike Bill from bygone days. The current contestant was about 40 minutes into
his meal when we sat down and he looked like he was not having fun. We asked the
waitress what the cost would be if he didn't make it and she said $54.13. People
were cheering the contestant on but he did not make it. His family or friends
could be seen handing him money to help defray the costs when it was over.
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If it looks like this it could be Texas
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The rest area with no information
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Palo Duro Canyon from first viewing area
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Inside Palo Duro
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Palo Duro Canyon
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Don't step here - Palo Duro Canyon
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Palo Duro Canyon
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Palo Duro Canyon
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Palo Duro Canyon
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Texas sky at sunset in Amarillo
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2003
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