We left Lexington, Michigan bright and early today, pulling out of the driveway at 7:00 AM. Headed for Route 66, though it would take a few hours to connect with the historic highway. Route 66 has a mystical aura to it; all about dreams, travel, sports cars and the promise of a trunkful of memories. The road dates back to 1926 and follows old trails laid out by the early explorers. Beginning in Chicago, the road traverses the country in a southwesterly direction, ending in Los Angeles.
We traveled the somewhat boring I-69, I-94, I-80 and finally caught up with the narrow road south of Chicago. In many places, the road no longer exists. At other spots, the road comprises

We stopped in a little town called Odell, Illinois, pursuing a couple of historic gas stations. Now we knew that the road would not be a superhighway, but little did we know that it would be a quiet side street! The two gas stations were a mere 1000 ft apart. One was flanked by a home with the yard dotted with antique gas pumps. An elderly couple sat in matching rocking chairs and was more than willing to share a story or two. Sadly, we couldn’t stay long, as Springfield, capital of Illinois was beckoning us. We wanted to photograph the capitol building, along with


The wind was rather daunting today. Winds were at 35 mph, gusting to 47 mph. I had trouble hanging on to the motor home door when exiting the rig. It impacted our mileage, but we still got 14 mpg, so we’re not complaining.
We quickly found a municipal campground in Springfield for $15. Then we headed downtown to catch some of the state buildings before we lost any more light. As the day winds down, light becomes more and more yellow and it causes a problem with anything that isn’t purposely a sunset type picture. Unfortunately, rain is predicted for tomorrow and so we want to see what


I asked one of the sentries at the Senate chambers where the photo of Rod Blagojevich was located (all former governor pictures adorn the hallway). The guard quickly explained that no picture was planned because the legislature voted to refuse to pay for the “dethroned” Illinois governor’s portrait.
When we were walking the historical area around Lincoln’s home, Dennis walked under a maple tree. Suddenly, a branch broke due to the high winds and fell on Dennis’ head and neck! He said that at first he thought someone had clubbed him to

Going to get a good night’s sleep as we plan to photograph a few more things in Springfield in the morning and then head on down Route 66 towards St. Louis.
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