Saturday Evening 23 September
Day 14
Route 66, the Will Rogers Highway, established 11 November 1926, carried tenant farmers from the dustbowl of Oklahoma to dreams of California in the mid 30’s. Today we rode the opposite direction, thin tires bouncing on each expansion joint of the old concrete pavement. Perhaps ten cars passed all day, while an endless stream of cars and semi’s thundered along over I40, just to our left.
Pictures tell today’s story better than words. Good thing, because I’m too tired to write much.
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Karl
Born in Harrisburg, PA. Undergrad at Drexel University. Learned to ride a bike when six years old, riding ever since. Started cooking when I was in college, stopped when I got married, started again in 2006 when my wife was out of town for a few months. Jobs: worked at post office while in college to earn money to buy a stereo. After grad school, worked at a small software company in Redmond, WA for twelve years. Afterwards, went back to school to get a certificate, then started teaching high school. Still doing that off and on, part time as the need arises.
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