We awoke this morning to see fog, mist, and wet pavement once again. By the time we left the motel the fog was gone with only a light mist in the air. A few miles down the road we had dry pavement. It looked really strange compared to what we had seen the day before, but it was a welcome sight. A few more miles down the road it got real bright........could this be the sun? It was........and boy did it feel good. We had a beautiful ride across Missouri 32, then crossed the Mississippi at Chester, Illinois, the boyhood home of Popeye. We then rode up to ride a section of the original Route 66. We've ridden this highway in a lot of the states, so we wanted to add this one to our list, especially since Jack turned 66 this year.
When we checked into our motel this evening, the gal at the counter told us we reminded her of the "Wild Hogs". We told her that she didn't know how close she was with that description, and that description was a definite improvement over the night before, as we were the "Wet Hogs" Oh.....I forgot....I wasn't going to say any more about that.
Talk to you Wednesday evening.
Motor Mike
Lunch stop in Missouri
Mississippi River bridge in Chester, Il.
Jack insisted I sample the water from the Mississippi
Route 66 in Illinois
Lunch stop in Missouri
Mississippi River bridge in Chester, Il.
Jack insisted I sample the water from the Mississippi
Route 66 in Illinois
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