Hurray! No rain! We uncaged the Eagle and hopped aboard for a short (3 hour) loop ride around Ft. Leonard Wood (which is not visible from any road we were on).
From the RV park old Rt. 66 took us west to Rt. 17 where we headed south.
Our entire loop consisted of a mix of flat and curvy roads through part of the Mark Twain National Forest and quite a few cities, towns, and villages.
17 hooked us into SR 63 where we headed north. We were able to see some of the limestone that comprises most of the Ozark Mountains.
All along the way were signs for alphabet roads. It seems that each county has its own collection of these roads, often with the same letters. Most of these roads are just dead end local access, but there are quite a few that run for miles and eventually connect to other roads.
The ride was nice, with cooperative weather and little traffic. It got really interesting when we turned off onto one of those long connector “letter” roads.
This is more to our liking.
Road K led us to road J which was more fun,
and more scenic.
Road J connected us to I44 where we exited onto Rt 66 at Waynesville again.
Before we turned into our rv park, we went kitty corner across the bridge to this park on the east bank of Roubidoux Creek.
Here we learned an icky part of our history .
Today the camp is a commemorative city park.
Our rv park is just over the bridge and on the other side.
Interesting giants
interesting juxtaposition of sign and bowling pin
We had some close calls which happened so fast that we didn’t get pictures:
A deer came out of the woods, ran alongside us for about 5 seconds, and turned back into the woods instead of trying to cross the road.
We swerved slightly to avoid box turtle crossing the road.
We were going left around a big sweep when we met a girl driving a car in the middle of the road—literally straddling the double yellow! Her head was down and I doubt she even saw us. We kept to the right as far as we could and fortunately she stay in the middle. After she passed Duane checked his mirror—she was still driving down the middle line. Yeesh!
Moving day tomorrow.
Louise and Duane
1 comment:
Cute post. I would much rather have those one-letter roads than the names in Yuma like 3 1/3 Road or 22 1/2 Ave SE. They do 1/3, 1/2, 1/4. It is crazy.
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