
Leaving Wildcat Mountain for Nashville
on the new Ultra Classic!
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It was a chilly morning as we left Nashville.
Irv and Don look cold at the first rest stop.
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Angie and Joe
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Skip and Sandy
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Carl |

We rode a section of Route 66 and stopped for breakfast at the Rock Cafe
in Stroud, Oklahoma. Angie poses with the "Official" Route 66
sign.
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Woody |

Skip and Sandy have their picture
taken while Don looks on. |

Tim and Teri get into the act.
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Dawn, the owner of the Rock Cafe, traces the
history of the restaurant from its roots catering
to Route 66 construction crews to the present day.
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 She has an attentive audience as she tells of the Rock Cafe's famous and
not so famous patrons. |

The Oklahoma City Memorial to those
killed in an insane act of violence.
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 The memorial has one empty chair for each person killed that fateful
day in 1995.
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 Angie and Carl's expressions as well as Al's (below) and Teri's (below
left) echoed how we all felt visiting the memorial.
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Joe outside our hotel in Clovis, New Mexico.
Across the street is a very active railroad track!
The hotel gives a set of earplugs to each guest at check-in!
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