If you ask Google…the road from Tulsa to Oklahoma City is only an hour and a half but as ever with this route 66 shenanigans….it took us a bit longer than that…!!! Often trundling along at 55mph parallel to the freeway.
We had made a variety of stops along the way from Tulsa to our next harbour, another gracious ‘Boondockers Welcome’ host in Edmond, Oklahoma. Edmond is slightly north of the city and is very close to route 66 so it worked out quite perfectly.
By this point of the journey, we were well into June, and it was becoming uncomfortably warm…..!!! Our host was in a secluded housing area and had easy parking on a lovely big concrete pad (an easy back in for me…!!!)..Thanks David we thoroughly enjoyed our stay.
There were a couple of attractions on the list just east of Oklahoma City so once the trailer was parked and plugged in (ie. AC running to prevent the cat from cooking…!!) we set off to explore.
Arcadia is a tiny little town east of Edmond with a selection of route 66 attractions. (778 miles of the 2400-mile journey completed…!!)
Arcadia has this beautiful big round barn on the north side of the highway…built in 1880.
Like many older buildings which have lost their original reason for being, the barn had fallen into such serious disrepair the roof collapsed. A group of local enthusiasts took on the project to restore the structure and reconstruct the roof. They continue to maintain it with volunteers and funds raised in their store on the ground floor, concerts, rentals of the hall on the second floor (which is fabulous) and donations. It’s always neat to find these places where the people caring for them have such passion.
We stumbled on this big stone building behind the barn….It was for sale, and we have seen a lot of that along the way. Although the signs speak of forlorn hope more than expectation.
Next box to tick on this days list was the Paul Mcartney sign….(oh yes…!!)
We searched and searched for it just ‘cos it seemed a little crazy…LOL…..the sign is a spot where Paul McCartney reputedly stopped and asked someone for directions…..now tell me that is not a unique attraction…..but even (rather ironically) with some local directions…we could not find it…..the highway was under construction so we assumed the sign had been moved for safe keeping.
For the next tick we took a drive back to the Threatt Filling station…….it was a bit underwhelming….
Photo by Rhys Martin
After the fact in researching for the blog, I find out it was the only black owned and operated filling station on route 66. Built in 1915 and operated ’til the 1970’s. Still owned by the Threatt family who plan to have it restored and open for the 2026 100th anniversary of the Mother Road.
The other ruined gas station closer to Arcadia seemed more intriguing…even its bare bones spoke of a once attractive building. Stories abound of rum runners, speakeasy/gambling den in the back and even tales of a printing press making counterfeit notes.
Last stop in Arcadia is Pops…….which describes itself as food, fuel and fizz….
It’s a gas station with a diner…..and every type of soda pop imaginable…..oh…and a giant neon, colour changing pop bottle outside, in typical Route 66 roadside attraction style.!!
We were recommended by many people that a must visit in OK City was the Alfred P Murrah Federal Building bombing memorial. Remember that awful homemade bomb that blew up the daycare…..I would have guessed that it was in the last 10 years …but no….1995….( sign of old age creeping up. It was almost 30 years ago. I think the awfulness of it makes it seem far more recent……the memorial is one of those incredibly poignant serene darkly beautiful places.
The memorial itself is the site of the Murrah Building that was the main target of the attack. The event itself happened at 9.02…so the gates at either end are 9.01 and 9.03……the minute before, the minute after…..and what is in between changed everything.
The people who were killed are represented by empty chairs…..the small, children’s chairs are heartbreaking.
On a lighter note……another recommendation was the Cowboy Museum. Why not we thought….we are, after all, in cowboy country and we have jumped in with both feet to the western culture.
Well wow…..this place is a MUST to visit if you are ever anywhere close to this city. It is an astonishing collection……… of all sorts of unexpected treasures…
But more….it is a tribute to the history and development of the west through to theatre and film from the silent era to the present day…and a vast collection of the evolution of western boots, of hats (and sombreros) of hand-woven ropes and mecates, saddles, chaps, the history of wranglers and rodeo.
The history of barbed wire, or the devils’ rope, is way more interesting than you could imagine…..also a vast collection of brands…including the curious history of the Maverick brand and why the word came to mean what it means.
Outside there is an extensive sculptural garden …and representations of pioneering challenges (how to fit your worldly possessions in a covered wagon) and reconstructions of first people’s dwellings and cultures…… oh…and there is also an impressive art collection……!!!!
Like most things once you start to look at the detail and how things became what they are now…….its fascinating….we were in there for hours…and I would go back without hesitation……
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