Today was the second day on our journey eastward towards Kansas. It started off with a very nice breakfast at our hotel, and then us quickly packing up and driving around Kingman. As we were meandering we saw a 1954 Chevrolet Kingman Police car parked in front of the police station, no surprise. After taking a few photos we moved onward to Walgreens to buy a comb, since I left mine at home. After purchasing a comb and doing some parking lot styling we went to the Route 66 Museum Kingman that is located in a former power house. The Museum was pretty neat, but the highlight of it , for me , was the 1950 Studebaker Champion. Studebakers are fairly rare to see, and to see one in such good shape was amazing.The funny thing is that I saw another one much later today, at the Wigwam Motel. But I will get to hat in a bit.
Once we had finished up at the Museum we drove around the streets of Kingman , taking in any last sights. There were two that I particularly liked, The Beale Hotel and some cars that I had seen the day before. Though some of the original buildings that surrounded the Beale were gone, the building still stood proud stating that it was “Air Cooled”. After that we went to look for the group of cars that I had seen yesterday. Sure enough we found them. Parked in a private yard on Topeka Avenue, was a 1941 Desoto, 1947 Cadillac, 1940(I believe) LaSalle and an 1964 Falcon. I was amazed to see such a collection in someones front yard. Also they were all for sale, so if you want to know approximately where they were I could tell you. I was most surprised to see the Desoto. You don’t usually see to many Mopars, though yesterday there were quite a few as well.
After a quick stop at Petsmart to take pictures of ferrets for my sister, (they are illegal in California) we actually started driving for the day. Our major stop happened to be the Hackberry General Store, which was most likely the most nifty place of the day. Essentially it was just a quick place to grab some refreshments, but the photographic opportunities were abundant and amazing. This place had a bunch of older cars that served as lawn ornaments more or less, as well as some other interesting touches such as vintage signs and a garage with a Model T and some Ford Flathead V-8s. When I commented about the placement of the vehicles the man at the counter stated that he moves them once a year to change the look. If you are on the road positively stop by.
Nothing really happened between Hackberry and Williams, aside from us having our lunch in the Williams Cemetery. It was a beautiful and peaceful location to have lunch in. The residents were more than obliging to us as we ate our pb& j sandwichs.. Our closest neighbor, Mr. Malone was more than happy to spend lunch with us. Once we had finished our tailgate picnic we headed towards Meteor Crater.
Meteor Crater was a sight to see as well. One can only imagine how big the meteor was that hit the earth, as well as how big of a blast was created in the aftermath. Essentially all you are paying to go in for is a small Meteor Museum as well as the opportunity to look at a very big hole in the ground, but it was a VERY big, and interesting, hole in the ground, and we holeheartedly enjoyed our visit.
After our hole adventure we proceeded to make the push to Holbrook. Along the way we made a quick stop in Joseph to see the Jack Rabbit Trading Post. Unfortunately the trading post was closed, however we still sat on the Jack Rabbit. From there were hopped into Holbrook. At first we had a little trouble getting a hotel. Both the Wigwam and Globetrotter were filled, however the Travel Lodge still had some rooms, so that’s where we have hunkered down for the night.
I do want to put out there, before I close, is that the Wigwam was really neat for the bunch of old cars they had parked on the premises, as well as there is a really neat Shop in town called Volkswagenwerks, that created custom VWs.
Also below is a link to my new Flikr page. However I am still not completely sure how to use it, so forgive me if it is a little off and not organized.