May 31, 2019

Day 2 – Wilmington

Wilmington, Illinois, isn't far from Joliet... or Chicago, for that matter. It's a quaint town with a LOT of Route 66 charm. We met some great people here.

Wilmington, Illinois, isn't far from Joliet... or Chicago, for that matter. It's a quaint town with a LOT of Route 66 charm. We met some great people here.

Wilmington, Illinois, isn’t far from Joliet… or Chicago, for that matter. It’s a quaint town with a LOT of Route 66 charm. We met some great people here.

I read a lot about Route 66 before the trip. I knew there were Muffler Man statues in various locations. Wilmington has a Muffler Man. I hope we find HIM.

It wasn’t hard finding Muffler Man. He’s bigger than life.

“Brent, there he is!”, Charly screamed. “He’s an alien!”

“No, he’s a spaceman. Aliens have strange shaped heads, long fingers and big eyes…. kind of like you,” I joked.

“Stop. I want my picture with him,” she insisted.

Gemini Giant and Charly
Gemini Giant and Charly

We pulled in to the parking lot of a diner named Launch Pad. To my disappointment, it was closed, abandoned and for sale. That didn’t stop me from walking around the building taking pictures.

Suddenly I noticed movement inside the building.

“Someone’s in there!” I exclaimed.

Walking around to the back of the building I saw a door was open.

“Hello?” I shouted.

Soon a man came in to the light of the open door.

“Can we come in an take some pictures?” I asked.

He obliged, but soon got his hand slapped as the Realtor showing him the place didn’t want the seller to know she was showing it. I assured her we wouldn’t let the cat out of the bag.

The potential buyers, Tully and Holly, were the greatest. Immediately I felt like we were long lost friends. They shared all their plans and dreams. I’m excited about their plans. This place is too iconic for someone without passion, and these two are passionate about their plans.

Holly and Tully - Proud Owners of the Launching Pad.
Holly and Tully

We bid Tully and Holly goodbye, and we hopped in the car and started heading west. While we hoped to eat at the Launching Pad, we were disappointed they weren’t operation, but we did enjoy meeting the future buyers. (Note: As of this writing, the Launching Pad IS OPEN under Holly and Tully’s management.)

“Whoa! There’s a place to eat,” I exclaimed as I saw this teal and white 50’s diner with various fiberglass statues outside.

“I take it you want me to pull in?” Charly asked.

“Of course, I’m famished. Aren’t you?” I grumbled back.

“Oh, cool. I want you to take my pictures with those guys… what did you call them? The Blues Squad?” Charly said with a look of confusion.

“No, the Blues Brothers. They were a hit back in the late 70s, early 80s.” I answered. “The chubby guy was John Belushi, and the tall guy Dan Akroyd. They did this musical/comedy routine they called the Blues Brothers. In 1980 they did a movie. The movie starts with Joliet Jake (Belushi) getting out of prison in Joliet. Hence, Joliet Jake.”

I paused for a second and added excitedly, “Hey, I’ll put the song Soul Man on the stereo, crank it up, and you can dance to it while I grab a photo!”

“Great idea, old man,” she laughed.

“Old man? Old man my…”, I started to say.

Before I could get the next single-syllable word out, Charly laughed and said, “Most of the stuff you talk about is before I was BORN. That makes you an OLD MAN.”

Jake, Charly and Elwood
Jake, Charly and Elwood

I’m not sure asking her to dance in that outfit was the best idea. After all, I’m a guy, I’m not blind, and… well… let’s leave it at that.

We entered the diner and I ordered a couple of milk shakes. I turned around to take them to the table and who was there? Tully, the guy we just met at the Launching Pad.

It’s cool. Day 2 and we’ve already made some new friends, and now we’ve already ran in to our new friends. If the next several weeks are going to be like this, this is going to be one epic journey.

Downtown Wilmington

“Brent, check out that painting!” Charly said very excitedly, and added, “I’ve seen it before. I didn’t know the original was on Route 66!!!”

I was sipping on my shake and nearly sprayed it all over the interior of the car as I started to laugh. “That’s Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte by Georges Seurat,” I managed to squeeze out before I choked on my shake. “He was a French impressionist painter in the mid-1800s. The original is in the MET in New York City. Which, by the way, I’ve seen.”

Charly rolled her eyes as if to say, ‘Oh, brother.’

“Can we stop?” she asked.

“Of course. I plan on it stopping at every unique sight along the way,” I said as Charly was pulling off to the side of the street.

I jumped out and grabbed my camera off the back seat.

 Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte Mural in Wilmington, Illinois
Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte Mural in Wilmington, Illinois

We walked around Wilmington for a while. I grabbed a bunch of photos while Charly just followed me around. She knows she’s along for the company, as well as modeling for my photos. However, there were times when I’d just get a shot of something because it is interesting and not because it made a great background for Charly.

We headed down an ally and when I saw this, I couldn’t help but sing Greg Alman’s One Way Out. I’m just glad Charly didn’t take a picture me dancing. That wouldn’t be pretty.

One Way
One Way

May 30, 2019

Day 2 – Joliet Museum

As we continue with Day 2 we decided to visit the Joliet Museum. This is as much a Route 66 Museum as it is about Joliet. I’m going to call it Joliet Museum, but the official name is Joliet Area Historical Museum. My version is shorter.

We entered the lobby, and bought our tickets. The lady at the desk pointed us towards the “entrance” to the displays.

“Brent! Look! All I need is a pair of roller skates,” Charly shouted with glee as she struck a pose. “Did they really wear roller skates and bring your food to your car… on roller skates?”

Charly Imitating a Carhop at the Joliet Museum
Charly and the Carhop

This brought a smile to my face. Ah, she is interested in history.

“Yes, they did. On Sunday’s, when we did go to church, I remember stopping at A&W in Pocatello. They’d take our order and bring a tray with our root beer and burgers. Unlike the tray on this statue, they were rectangular and clipped on to the car’s window,” I explained. “They were called carhops.”

If she keeps asking questions like this, it’s going to make the trip fun. Her playful poses keep me on my toes with my camera. Half of the time I don’t need to tell her how to pose. She’s a natural at it.

Ladies and Gentlemen in the Joliet Museum

Aside from the swimsuit, I noticed she went lighter on the makeup. Perhaps it was that woman who walked by in Chicago and muttered something about a crossdresser. Yeah, the dark lipstick made her appear a little masculine. Speaking of the swimsuit, she’s drawing the attention of ever male she passes.

We continued our walk to the museum displays. Charly wrapped her hand around the inside of my elbow, which surprised me. I didn’t know girls knew how to let a man escort them these days. As a result, I feel like a gentleman as we rounded the corner to the next display.

We came to an outdoor courtyard. It has road signs and a Greek-style bronze statue. What came next was no surprise.

Life imitating art?  Or, art imitating life?
Life imitating art? Or, art imitating life?

I was just thankful she didn’t take off her top for the pose. Her lack of inhibition scares me sometimes. I hope it doesn’t get us in to trouble during the trip.

Back on the Road

Before we hit the road, Charly changed. I think she’s given up on the swimming idea. Although I think her shorts and swimsuit were less revealing than her thin halter and slacks. Aye!

While she was changing, I hid her suitcase behind the front seat (because she never looks there.) Let’s see how long before she notices.

The first big attraction is the Route 66 Raceway.

Route 66 Speedway
Route 66 Speedway, Joliet, Illinois

“Do you think they’ll let me drive my car around the track?” Charly asked like a little kid wanting to open Christmas presents a day early.

“Doubtful. They require helmets and fire-retardant clothing,” I said trying to curb her enthusiasm for the idea.

“Darn,” she said, then braggingly added, “I’ve had this car up to 125 miles per hour.”

“But not this trip,” trying to hide my fear.

“Let’s stop and ask. I also need to put my shorts and swimsuit in my suitcase,” she said.

I was wondering if she noticed it behind her seat. If she did, she didn’t say anything. It’s road trip practical jokes that make road trips fun.

"Where's my suitcase," she screamed.
“Where’s my suitcase?”

“Where’s my suitcase,” she screamed.

It was immediately followed with more volume, “WHERE’S MY SUITCASE!”

I was trying to keep a straight face.

“Did you leave it at the museum?” I asked, knowing darn well she didn’t.

“Yeah, I must have left it in the bathroom. Can we go back? Please? Can we go back? Please? PLEASE?” She begged.

It would be cruel to let this continue. I simply answered, “It’s in the backseat.”

“How did it get THERE!” she said with fire building in her eyes.

Oh, crap, I’m in trouble now. The best thing is to be honest with her.

“I moved it. I wanted to see how long it would be until you noticed,” I said.

“Jerk.” was her only response.

May 29, 2019

Day 2 – Joliet Illinois

It’s Day 2 and we’re waking up in Joliet, Illinois. Right off the bat Charly emerges from her room wearing a swimsuit under her cutoffs. (She wore a different suit yesterday after changing in Chicago.)

“Do you think we’re going swimming today?” I asked.

“We might. Doesn’t the hotel have a pool?” She said.

“I doubt it. We’re booked at a Motel 6, and if it did have a pool, I wouldn’t trust it,” was my response.

“Well! We’re by a river!” she said sarcastically.

It was a losing battle. Heck, I don’t care what she wears as long as she doesn’t drive me nuts wanting to listen to hip hop or starts complaining about my road mix.

My road mix has a variety of different covers of the Route 66 Theme Song, some Eagles (for when we hit Arizona and California), songs about cars (like Mustang Sally Got a GTO), Little Duce Coup, and so forth. It’s music meant for Route 66.

Breakfast

I need my protein in the morning, and the hotel “continental breakfast”, was more like packaged sweet rolls and watered down juice. Little protein in either one of those. So, I was on a lookout for a Route 66 style dine.

We were following U.S. Highway 6/Illinois Highway 53, which in these parts is Historic Route 66. You can’t go by the brown and white Historic Route 66 signs and they get stolen by French tourists. (I asked a guy how they get them past customs. He said, “They don’t. The send them home via the U.S. Postal Service — no checking what’s inside the package.”)

We stopped outside a little dinner and I asked Charly to pose for a picture.

66 in sign language
66

Holding up 3 fingers on both hands, I recognized what this is. When I experienced SHL (Sudden Hearing Loss) and thought I was going to be deaf the rest of my life. As a result, I started studying it.

“What’s with the sign language?” I asked, “Didn’t know I knew a little sign myself, did you?”

While most people use this for the number 3, in sign this is a “W”, but if you tap your little finger to your thumb, it is the number “6”.

“It’s Route 66. I’m making 6 6 with my hands,” Charly proudly stated.

“I know, Charly, I know,” I chuckled. “Let’s get something to eat before I get really cranky. This is only day 2, and you don’t want me cranky.”

Joliet Route 66 Diner

A fitting name for a diner on Route 66 in Joliet – Joliet Route 66 Diner. It was your traditional diner menu. I went for the protein rich breakfast, while Charly went for the sweets.

The booths were decorated with metal cars and trucks. We happened to get an old pickup truck. It has character.

Toy pickup truck decorating the diner booth.
Toy Pickup Truck

May 29, 2019

Day 1 – End of the Day in Joliet

It's been a fun day. We rolled in to Joliet at dusk. Our first stop was at a roadside ice cream shop - Joliet Kicks on 66. It had the Blues Brothers - Joliet Jake and Elwood - on the roof.

It's been a fun day. We rolled in to Joliet at dusk. Our first stop was at a roadside ice cream shop - Joliet Kicks on 66. It had the Blues Brothers - Joliet Jake and Elwood - on the roof.

It’s been a fun day. We rolled in to Joliet at dusk. Our first stop was at a roadside ice cream shop – Kicks on 66. It had the Blues Brothers – Joliet Jake and Elwood – on the roof.

Elwood and Joliet Jake
Elwood and Joliet Jake

I managed to get a free soda from the girls at the counter. Well, it wasn’t totally free… I gave them both some swag my brother-in-law made for me to give away on the trip. (Charly had to pay for hers… I guess there are times when being a guy has its perks.)

“Give me the keys. I’m driving,” Charly yelled.

“What? I’d like to live to see tomorrow,” I quipped back.

“Hey, it’s my car, give me the keys,” she demanded.

I handed over the keys reluctantly. She’s not a bad driver, I just feel more comfortable when I drive. There’s not a scratch on her car, which is further evidence of her driving and care for the car.

It wasn’t long though, before the Joliet Police had her pulled over.

Dick's on 66 in Joliet, Illinois.
Car 54 Where Are You?

“Car 54, where are you?”, I said in to my cupped hands imitating a police radio. I followed with, “Ooo, Ooo!”

It went right over Charly’s head.

Okay, she didn’t really get pulled over. She saw the old police car and wanted to stop. It made for a great photo moment.

“It’s getting dark,” I pointed out, “We should find our hotel.”

We didn’t make it very far when I yelled, “Find a place to stop. I’ve got to get a picture of that!”

Joliet, Illinois
The DePlaines River – Joliet, Illinois

I had to breakout the tripod while yelling, “De plane, de plane”, in my Tatoo imitating voice.

Charly just looked at me like I was crazy. I can tell this is going to be a very long trip if this baby-boomer has to explain every 20th century reference to her. After all, I’m old enough to remember much of what we’ll see on Route 66. To Charly, right now it’s just “old stuff”, but I think this trip will change that.

End of a Lovely Day in Joliet

Day 1 has been great, but now it has come to an end.

Brent's Route 66 Sign - every state is part of this sign - this sign is part of every state.
Brent’s Route 66 Sign – every state is part of this sign – this sign is part of every state.

May 29, 2019

Day 1 – Chicago Lunch Time

We were both getting hungry as we started heading back on the eastbound section of Route 66 in downtown Chicago. We should eat lunch soon. I spied this farmer’s market in a plaza in the shadow of Sears Tower. Well, not it is called Willis Tower. At one point, this 110 story building was the world’s tallest.

Walking around the farmer’s market I picked up some brie cheese, a baggett, grapes and a soda. Charly, on the other hand, went for the sweets and picked up some chocolate chip cookies, brownies and sticky buns.

You call that lunch?

Downtown Chicago

After eating, we headed straight back to the car. Of course, I stopped to take a few pictures along the way.

Once we got to the car, Charly was quick to change in to something more casual.

“Hey, you can’t change here?” I said trying not to attract attention to the fact she just slipped her dress off over her head.

“Nobody’s down here,” she said with disgust in her voice.

“I’m down here!” I snapped back.

“Then turn you head if you don’t want to see me undressed,” she chuckled, “it’s not like you haven’t seen a naked lady before.”

My first thought was of a couple of rent-a-cops watching the garage security monitors.

“Hey, Joey, get a load of this. This chick just took her dress off in level B1,” I could imagine them saying.

“Tell me when your decent!” I said firmly.

It seemed all to soon before she said, “Okay, you can turn around.”

We jumped in to the car with me beating her to the driver’s door.

“I’m driving,” I insisted.

She just shrugged.

It took us a while to drive just a few miles south. I wanted to stop at every unique photo opportunity. I soon found I was getting hungry again. Not wanting to eat just anywhere, I wanted to find something “Chicago.”

A Chicago Hot Dog

I love the pop of a Chicago style hot dog. I saw this place, Henry’s, and flipped a U-turn and parked in front.

“Can you do that?” Charly asked.

“Do what? Park here?” I replied.

“No, do a U-turn.” She responded.

“Hey, no sign saying I can’t. Besides, I think your car could outrun any police car.” smiling I said.

Charly in front of Henry's - on the South side of Chicago.
At Henry’s for a Hot Dog

Leaving Chicago

I thought we’d never get out of Chicago. Our destination tonight is… get this… Juliett, Illinois. There’s a Blues Brothers reference there.

May 27, 2019

Day 1 – Chicago L

We walked Route 66 west-bound and crossed under the Chicago L. L is short for the elevated train. There’s a good Wiki article here. Route 66 is Adams Street heading west. The L crosses overhead at S. Weller Street.

I’ve always heard about the Chicago “L” in cop shows in movies and TV, but here I was seeing it for the first time. I told Charly I wanted a picture of her under the L.

She made the sign of the “L”. I wasn’t sure if that was her telling me I’m a loser, or just that sign-language thing so many girls get in to. You know, learning how to finger-spell so they can “talk” to their girl friends at school.

I think there might be a double-entendre message here.

Is she signing the letter "L" because she's standing under the Chicago L?  Or, is she calling me a loser?
L for the Chicago L, or L for Loser?

Perhaps it is all of my camera gear around my neck. She should talk. She’s wearing a cocktail dress and I’m wearing jeans and my Route 66 Photographers shirt.

We continued on walking west on Adams St. down to the South Branch of the Chicago River. It was time to turn around and walk back on Jackson Boulevard (that’s Route 66 eastbound.) Charly is starting to complain about it being lunchtime, how hard it is walking in heels (hmmm… I said dress comfortably) and how hot her dress is.

Charly will just have to wait until we get back to the parking garage. As you can see, street parking is a premium downtown Chicago.

Start at the Beginning in Chicago

If this is your first visit, you can read about this fantasy trip with Charly. Click here to start, and use the menu Blog->Route66 with Charly to see all the posts.

May 26, 2019

Day 1 – Chicago

We arrived in Chicago early in the morning and Charly decided to dress up for breakfast. Donning a chiffon dress with a matching handbag, off we went to find breakfast.

Along the way, we met Paul. He was out taking pictures with his Nikon camera. I started humming Paul Simon’s Kodachrome. That went completely over Charly’s head, but she was happy to oblige him.

Something tells me Charly and I will see a lot of Paul on this trip. Chicago isn’t going to be our only encounter.

It was pretty easy finding Route 66 as the signs are clearly marked. I took time to explain to Charly why Route 66 is so popular. She’s young enough she doesn’t remember a day when there weren’t freeways. Heck, she’s young enough she doesn’t remember rotary phones, slide rules and payphones.

It’s going to be an interesting trip.

Charly and Paul

Eastern Terminus – Chicago

There we stood at the eastern terminus of Historic Route 66. Route 66 is two streets there – one the eastern start, the other the eastern finish. Both one-way streets, of course.

Following the song, Route 66, we took the direction mentioned in the song, “It winds from Chicago to L.A.”

Downtown Chicago isn’t as congested as New York City, San Francisco or Los Angeles. We walked the old Route 66 until we were starting to leave the high-rise portion of the city. We then crossed over a block and walked back heading east on the east-bound one-way Route 66.

May 26, 2019 Sticky

Charly – Route 66 with Charly

Route 66 with Charly is a fantasy trip on Route 66. Using photos from my Route 66 2017 Tour I have created this character, Charly, and added her to my photos.

Route 66 with Charly is a fantasy trip on Route 66. Using photos from my Route 66 2017 Tour I have created this character, Charly, and added her to my photos.

Route 66 with Charly is a fantasy trip on Route 66. Using photos from my Route 66 2017 Tour I have created this character, Charly, and added her to my photos.

June 26th, 2019 – UPDATE

I got a lot of ribbing about Charly looking like a man in drag. (I think that is a sad reflection on society in general.) I decided to work on Charly’s face. I gave her puffier cheeks, freckles, and a rounder head.

Back to Charly…

A few months after doing the 2017 tour I took ill. It started as the flu, but once the flu symptoms left, I was without strength, developing tremors, going cross-eyed, and having difficulty swallowing, breathing and talking. I searched the Internet for my symptoms several times. I kept coming back to ALS (Lou Gehrig’s Disease). For this reason I didn’t want to see the doctor. I figured ALS was a death sentence.

May rolled around and my wife convinced me to see the doctor. 48 blood tests, cameras being stuck down my throat, and some very painful EMG tests it was determined I had a disease that mimics ALS. While it isn’t a death sentence like ALS, it isn’t curable either.

Charly
Charly

To keep my sanity I took up 3D art on my computer. With help, we set up a workstation where I could rest my muscles and use my computer for art.

Charly

The other day I incorporated a female character in to one of my Route 66 photos. I liked the result so much I decided to start a fantasy story about taking a road trip with this beautiful girl – Charly. I chose the “y” ending to distinguish her name from the common nickname for Charles.

The name Charly was chosen because she’s somewhat of a Tomboy. She owns her own muscle car and does most of the work on it. When asked if her name is short for Charlotte or Charlene she will tell you it’s not short for anything. Her name is Charly, and that’s all there is to it.

Charly
Charly

The Trip

The trip is completely made up (well, except for the background photos). I’m not used to writing fiction, so I will apologize in advance. Characters are supposed to have consistency, and I will attempt to stick to their personalities.

Written in the first-person, I will be the narrator as well as Charly’s traveling companion. My relationship with Charly is that of a friend. In spite of her beauty, neither one of us can stand the thought of being romantic. Perhaps Charly sees me of a father-figure, I don’t know. But, I have no desire to have a romantic relationship with someone young enough to be my daughter.

The entries my jump around, but each entry will tell you the day of the trip.

The Art

The Girl

The art is created using various computer programs. Charly is a 3D model I created using various digital assets. In layman’s terms, her chassis was created by one artist, her skin by another, her eyes by another artist, and her hair by another. I took all these pieces and made a “new” character – Charly.

The Car

The car was a purchased digital asset by an artist named Serum at DAZ3d. It reminds me of a mix between a 1960s Pontiac (front) and a Dodge (rear). I’ll just call it a “muscle car”.

Category

If you end up following the story, you can jump to the entries by selecting the category Route 66 with Charly.

October 20, 2018

Best Decision

2018 came along and I caught the H3N2 virus.  It had me down for 5 weeks.  If that wasn't bad enough, a couple of weeks after getting back on my feet again, I got a sepsis infection in my knee.  Thinking that would be it, I felt like my recovery was very slow.

2018 came along and I caught the H3N2 virus.  It had me down for 5 weeks.  If that wasn't bad enough, a couple of weeks after getting back on my feet again, I got a sepsis infection in my knee.  Thinking that would be it, I felt like my recovery was very slow.

Best Decision

It was the best decision to drive all of Route 66 when Paul and I did.  I could have put it off another year, or two, but had I done that, it would have never happened.  I’m glad I did it when we did.

I started doing a detailed day-by-day and you’ll notice it stopped at Day 9.  To our visitors and readers, I will explain why.

Why

2018 came along and I caught the H3N2 virus.  It had me down for 5 weeks.  If that wasn’t bad enough, a couple of weeks after getting back on my feet again, I got a sepsis infection in my knee.  Thinking that would be it, I felt like my recovery was very slow.

In June my wife convinced me to go back to the doctor.  I was just brushing it off because I was “out of shape” after having the flu and the infection.  I was in denial; it had nothing to do with being “out of shape”.

The doctor ran many blood tests (as of this date, I’ve had about 40 blood tests since June).  She also sent me to an ENT specialist thinking I might have throat cancer.  The next specialist was a neurologist who didn’t have an opening until the end of September.  (It was June when I made the appointment.)  A friend who is also an RN was being told about my symptoms.  She called her sister who happens to be married to the neurologist who couldn’t see me until September.  I was at the neurologist the next day.

It turns out I have a rare neuromuscular disease called myasthenia gravis (MG).  With MG, the more you do, the more you damage your muscles and get fatigued.  With MG there is no way I would have been able to do Route 66.  In my current state, I wouldn’t attempt such a project.

The Future of This Website

I’m not sure about the future of this website.  If the right person comes along, I might even be willing to sell the domain name to them.  Otherwise, strength permitting, I might post updates from time to time.

I really had high hopes for this site, but one of my symptoms is “brain fog”.  It interferes with everything that requires attention to detail.  Currently, as I type, it is mild, but when it gets worse I can hardly read, let alone type.

Bucket Lists

I’m not one who is big on bucket lists.  I think they are kind of silly.  You should seize opportunities when you get them because you don’t know what tomorrow may bring.

So, instead of having a bucket list, if you want to do something, do it while you still can.  I’m very glad I drove all of Route 66 in September 2017.  Had I waited just a few months, I may have never been able to do it.

While You’re Driving Route 66

It is for that same reason while you’re driving Route 66, and you see something you like, stop and take a picture.  If you pass it because you were driving to fast to stop, turn around and go back.  You may never pass this way again, so grab it while you can.

Carpe Diem!

 

April 10, 2018

GRPP Presentation

Join us on Wednesday, April 11th, 2018, for our GRPP Presentation.  Greater Rochester Professional Photographers (GRPP) has invited Brent and Paul to present about their Route 66 adventure.  The details can be found here...

Join us on Wednesday, April 11th, 2018, for our GRPP Presentation.  Greater Rochester Professional Photographers (GRPP) has invited Brent and Paul to present about their Route 66 adventure.  The details can be found here...

GRPP Presentation

Join us on Wednesday, April 11th, 2018, for our GRPP Presentation.  Greater Rochester Professional Photographers (GRPP) has invited Brent and Paul to present about their Route 66 adventure.  The details can be found here…

April 2018 Meeting – Route 66 Photographers

Contact GRPP for cost and details.

What Will We Present?

We will present our Route 66 trip in terms of what it means to a professional photographer.  Much of our presentation will apply to the amateur photographer too.  Our objective is to present our learnings in terms of what others should know before embarking on an adventure of this magnitude.

What it Won’t Be

What it won’t be is a travelogue.  This is not going to be a boring slideshow of pictures along the way.  We promise you’ll see Route 66 photos, but presented as part of our learning.  You’ll see popular Route 66 landmarks, but you’ll also see stuff others haven’t seen along Route 66!!!

About the Presenters

Paul is a retired bridge engineer and photographer.  He has a passion for roads, especially if a bridge is involved.  Paul lives in North Chili, New York.

Brent is a full-time professional photographer specializing in portraiture.  He is also a Certified Professional Photographer and Photographic Craftsman.  Brent lives in Palmyra, New York.