For the past two days we have been riding the Lincoln Highway. Had nearly all to ourselves too. But when we left Nebraska and crossed into Wyoming, the Lincoln Highway ran out. They went and plopped Interstate 80 right over it. An hour or so later we pulled off into a rest area and here was the story of the Lincoln Highway.
A monument to Mr. Lincoln
He looks kind of grumpy to me.
This was inside and I thought it so cool. Not only the coupe with the big wide white sidewalls, but the lady standing there with her fur jacket and hat. This was fashion back then. I have a lot of pictures of my aunt here and there and she most always was wearing a fur of some style and a hat also.
In the parking area I came across this interesting piece of history.
This fellow and I had been changing places on the highway for many miles. He was from Washington and the hearse had Missouri plates on it. I just imagined he picked it up after placing the winning bid on eBay. Now what would you do with a hearse?
"Hey Sinbad, wanna come out for a walk?"