Monday, June 13, 2016

Animals to rocks

Good morning everyone. I am going to try to get caught up. It has been so hot and muggy that this poor monkey has very little energy by the time we get to camp.  We have all been wanting salty things. I guess because of the heat. We are going to The Wal Mart today so my traveling companion can get some large or extra large t shirts. She wants  to try to get air around her. Nothing too tight. I am sure glad I don't need to cover my fur. We started out Saturday at 7:40  with a temperature of 81*.
We went to The Bass Pro Shop. First one and it is called the Grandfather of them all. Unbelievable. It makes the shops in California look like Mom and Pop stores. I kept feeling like I was out in the woods. Huge waterfalls, aquarium, pools and catch and release fishing. They are working to expand it by next year. We weretalking to one of the managers and he told us what they were adding. They have a hall of Animals that have been mounted with size and who the hunter was. After awhile Donna asked to leave. It was too depressing. Everywhere you looked, there were huge deer and Elk and other animals. Hundreds of them. All beautiful and all killed. Therewere a few things we liked. The staircase ade of rifles and the ceiling made to look as if we were under water with ducks swimming. Very clever. The manager told us the owner also developed Top of the Rocks. All of us had seen a golf tournament there on TV. Another bucket list item so slight detour south, passing Branson where we were a few years ago.

The course was absolutely the most beautiful I have everseen. High on a hill with beautiful rocks and plants everywhere. We started out driving through tunnels and along beautiful cart paths. Waterfalls and views everywhere you looked. Above the pro shop was a restauraNt in  huge barn, brought from Arnold Palmers home state and reassembled by Amish builders. A beautiful Chapel is on the property and there is a winding staircase that leads down into a wine cellar. Also a world class museum on the same hill. After the game, we drove our cart around the nature trail, past more waterfalls and bridges over canyons that the Amish also built. We drove into a huge cavern with a bar as you entered. Inside were gigantic waterfalls. You could barely see the tops. Unfortunately I was so busy looking and with the light, I didn't get very good pics. We finished our day at a restaurant we liked last time we were here. Lemberts, Home of the tossed roll. In my pic you can barely see  the roll flying through the
air.

Sunday and Church. Very friendly people, but I was worried about the Priest. At the end of Mass we were standing outside, shaking his hand, when he looked into the parking lot and said "who parked my  RV up there?" He was talking about Cmor. It was a fairly small Church so I guess he knew we were travelers. Cmor found us another restaurant like the Hick'ry Pit for breakfast. We traveled on To a Sinclair Station and spent some time talking to George about all his treasures. More stops to see old buildings. Old courthouse in Carthage was just a bit ornate.  Rain, thunder and lightening as we were going thru and past Joplin. The sky was really black and dark in the countryside as we finally left Missouri for Kansas. Passed Bordello Antiques with it's stained glass window. Wow, I almost forgot to tell you. Often we have to make decisions about taking the old 66 or the new 66. That usually means about 10 years difference. We almost always take the first 66. In Oklahoma, we went off the road to see the Sidewalk Hwy,. Oaklahoma couldn't afford to pave the full width of the road so quite a few miles were only 9 feet wide. Good thing most of the traffic seemed to be heading one direction, West. Into the wonderful old town of Galena and a visit with the cars and trucks that inspired the vehicles inDisney's Cars movie. Because of Disney rules, This truck is called Tow Tater. We had been seeing a cute couple at a lot of the places we stopped. Finally when we got to the worlds tallest Totem Pole, we introduced ourselves. They are Olma and Martine from Spain.  We talked to the man pressure washing the poles. They were made by a retired fiddle maker and folk artist. They are
being restored. He would go up on his lift and pressure wash and then an artist would repaint a section. I am a good climber but I don't know if I would like to do that. I am a happy monkey. It is cool this morning here in camp, I am caught up, and ready to start another week on the road. Have a great day, from Jr.



















































































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