Blue Whale is out here somewhere. I've got it on today's MUST SEE list. Charly is excited about finding it too.
Blue Whale is out here somewhere. I’ve got it on today’s MUST SEE list. Charly is excited about finding it too. When driving Route 66 you don’t always see signs directing you to landmarks. (By the way, if you see someone stealing a sign on Route 66, PLEASE get their description and report them to the police. Route 66 is there for EVERYONE to enjoy, and their thievery only makes things less enjoyable for others.)
Cars are strategically abandoned, or placed, along Route 66. Charly liked this cute coupe.
Stuff like this make for some great travel photos. That’s 99% of the fun, in my opinion, of traveling Route 66.
Back on the road and suddenly Charly yells, “Brent! Can we race?”
“It looks like it’s closed,” I stated hoping that will diffuse the situation.
“Let’s stop and check,” she said with the enthusiasm as a child expecting ice cream.
As we pulled in the parking lot it was clear it was not operational. So, instead we took a photo.
“Charly, you do realize in order to race your car has to meet certain safety criteria like roll-bars, seat harness, fire extinguisher, and so forth. Not to mention, you have to wear a fire suit and helmet,” I explained.
Here only reply was, “Oh.”
Change of Clothes for Blue Whale
Anticipating the Blue Whale, Charly changed her clothes into her swimsuit.
“I cannot understand how anyone can drive around in a car wearing a swimsuit,” I commented.
“I want to be ready to swim,” she bubbled as she said it.
We soon saw a sign and turned off the road. Charly grabbed her goggles and was ready to hit the water.
“Wait, go to the car and get those fairy wings I brought,” I said as I spotted a field of “mushrooms”.
No sooner as I snapped the photo the wings came off and Charly went running in the opposite direction.
“Where the scrud are you going?” I yelled.
“Swimming!” she responded.
The Blue Whale
The Blue Whale is a swim hole a guy made back in the 1970s as a gift to his wife who collected whale figurines. You can read more here.
Today it is a Route 66 tourist attraction. (NOTE: It is not open for swimming. The swimming is only part of this fantasy story. YOU CANNOT GO SWIMMING HERE. Again, it is only part of this story.)
Before I knew it she hit the water. It was about then someone came out and yelled at her, “Hey! No swimming!”
Picnic at the River
From there we found a nice grassy area under a tree for a picnic with some food we picked up at a small grocery store.
My advice for driving Route 66 is to take your time. Having a picnic near the old Route 66 can often provide a view you can’t find elsewhere. You might see a group of motorcyclist cruising down the road, or someone in a 1930s vintage car. It’s fun to relax and take in the view.