Route 66

Pack your bags, luxuriate in the fact that you won’t hear “Are we there yet?” even once, and head on an adults-only adventure.
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Everyone was up early packing their bikes and mingling in the guest room of the Hampton Inn - it was a sea of green shirts. Our meeting started a few minutes late, but no one was in a huge rush as we only had 70 miles to travel to the end of Route 66.
We all gathered for our second-to-the-last morning meeting and discovered that today was going to be an easy ride with only 70 miles to San Bernadino. This would be our last stop before making the final leap to the Santa Monica Pier.
Just one more night on this magical highway my friends! Tomorrow will be our last full day on the road as we drive to San Bernadino and then the final short leg to the Santa Monica Pier. You have been such great companions on this trip! Thank you for all your support.
For the past five years, I've driven all over the country documenting America's rest stops. With drive-thrus and gas stations at nearly every exit, rest areas are losing the fight and are vanishing in nearly every state. Shortly after moving to Texas from California seven years ago, I was struck by a recurring sight - the humble rest stop. The more of these roadside parks I saw, the more inspired I became - there were tables shaded by faux oil rigs, teepees and wagon wheels, and geometric shapes echoing classic mid-century design.
We decided it was fine to be on our own today, as Jen had never been to this wonder of the world, and we wanted to spend more time there. Little did we realize however, the great distances we would be traveling and how little time we'd really have.
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The clock said 6:00 a.m. so I knew I was not going back to sleep. And I was curious about the wind, so I opened the window a crack and felt a spritz of moisture. The prediction was true, a storm was coming.
When you set out on any adventure, you know by definition there will be many surprises, including the unfolding of the journey itself.
We started this bright, glorious late-summer-blue-sky day at 8:00 a.m. in Lincoln, Illinois with the blessing of the bikes and the road (a very moving prayer) and the daily dedications to those who have suffered from cancer.