Quiet solitude at Hooker Cut (a stretch of highway that once thrummed with bumper-to-bumper traffic), succulent BBQ at Sweetwaters, Route 66 simulacra at a Missouri interstate rest stop, searching for ruins west of Springfield, four hours of conversation with Gary Turner at Gay Parita...
... Gassing up at the "Crap Duster," the smell of wet grass in the cool of the evening, and nighttime photography on a stretch of road only nine feet wide: an exhaustingly terrific day on the Mother Road. I've bunked down for the night in Vinita. Tomorrow's destination: Tucumcari, New Mexico's Blue Swallow Motel.
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