Category Archives: Oklahoma

Goodbye Oklahoma, Hello Texas

May 14, 2014 – Wednesday

We had a quiet evening at good old Cracker Barrel last night. We were on the road this morning at 8:30. Destination, Amarillo, TX. We are both in a much better mood today. Bill says he is feeling better.



We see billboards for Cherokee Trading Post in Clinton ahead. They advertise live buffalo too. Bill asked if I wanted to stop, so we did.





So many fancy boots, hats, and western stuff. Then we went outside to look at the buffalo.






Bella and Chica didn’t react at all to seeing the big animals. As we walked back to the RV, I noticed a dead bird on my front bumper. Bill thought he saw a bird fly into the RV earlier that day. Poor little thing.

We continued only stopping to eat lunch and get gas. Along the way I snap pictures of the Welcome to Texas sign, the leaning tower in Groom, TX, a huge cross, and the famous Big Texan Steak House. If you can eat their 72 oz steak, you get it for free.

During our lunch break, I found a half price campground in my Passport America membership book. Full hookups, and they had a laundry room, which I could use about mow, all for $12.50. Nobody answered the phone when I tried to call a couple times to see if they have space for us. Since it was just off the freeway in Amarillo, we just decided to drive there and hopefully get a spot. When we saw it, we drove in one driveway and out the other. It was a dumpy looking campground. Down the road we got gas and saw another campground. It looked a little better, but too many old, permanent trailers living there, so we passed on it too. I got my overnight RV parking website up and found a Walmart nearby.

Good old Walmart and Cracker Barrel have saved us a lot of camping fees. I went in and got a haircut and bought a few groceries. One stop shopping, haircut and camping. We got her around 3:00 I think, and there was already about six RVs here. Tonight there are probably at least fifteen of us parked for the night. Big expensive motor homes as well as a few old ones. It’s like a real campground here. The dogs found a few other dogs to socialize with too. One lady I talked to with the long haired Chihuahua even had relatives in Norwalk and grew up near there.

I have a few more pictures to go with the text above, but for some reason, WordPress isn’t letting me add more right now. I’ll try publishing this post, then go back and try to add the other pictures.













Pulled Over By an Oklahoma State Trooper

May 13, 2014 – Tuesday

We left the campground at 10:15 am. There was a totem pole park pretty close to us off Route 66, (which we still haven’t been on) it’s advertised as having the largest totem pole in the US I think, plus more small ones, a fiddle house and more. I set the GPS to the city we were in and the street as Rt 66. It took us down a paved, but narrow residential street. Pretty land and nice homes all along it. Then the road made a sharp turn and told me to make a right, onto a narrow red dirt road. Ok, this definitely doesn’t look right, and I’m not going on that road, so I have to turn around, which takes two or three backing up and going forwards to do. I’m not too happy and neither is Bill. I decide to skip the totem pole park and just get on the freeway. This requires going thru the same Oklahoma turnpike we got off on last night. We have to pay again.

Bill isn’t feeling good still, he says. He is also car sick now, even though we are traveling straight on the freeway. I’m beginning to wonder if these are excuses for not wanting to stop at any Rt 66 tourist traps. He is grouchy and so am I. I don’t plan on taking this route again, so this is my one time to see things we are passing by. I suggest he see a doctor again, but he says he will wait till he gets home to see his own doctor. We drive in silence most of the way, both upset with each other. I find tears in my eyes more than a few times today. I think we are both tired and I know we both have have totally different traveling styles. He wants to see nothing and I want to see it all. 🙂

OK…I’ll be the first to admit I cry pretty easy. A sad song or movie, scared at the dentist, or an argument with Bill can bring on the tears. Stop laughing. I know I’m a little too sensitive. I tell you this because my tears may have gotten me out of a ticket. :-))

OK, so I’m driving past Tulsa and all my planned stops and heading towards Oklahoma City, where Bill want to stop for the night. We only stop for potty breaks and gas. These turnpikes are strange to us, get off and pay, get on and pay, sometimes you get a refund…we never did figure it all out, and wasn’t there long enough to even try.

One turnpike lady told us to stay on the I-44, then change to the I-40 in Oklahoma City, and not take any of the other interchanges that also connect around the city, to avoid another toll booth. So when we get close to changing freeways, our GPS again, wants to take us a different way and is recalculating. Even though I’m doing 99% of the driving, Bill helps direct me when the roads or GPS gets confusing.

So, we start making lane changes, positioning ourselves in the I-40 lane to change freeways. Just about then, I see flashing lights behind me. I move to my right to let the vehicle pass, but it moves behind me again. There is an off ramp just ahead, so I take it, and the lights follow me off. I pull over at the first safe place to do so. An Oklahoma State Trooper walks up and tells me he pulled me over for an incorrect lane change or something like that. Says I was in a lane that didn’t allow getting out of at the point I got out of it. WHAT? Bill didn’t understand what we did either and he was telling me what lanes to be in.

He asked to see my license and as I’m taking it out of my wallet, the tears begin to fall, again. This is not my day! Bill mentions he is a retired deputy. The trooper asked if he was carrying a gun, then asked to see Bills retired deputy ID, which he shows the trooper. The trooper then asks Bill a few things about being on the LA County Sheriff Department, then asks for the insurance card on the RV. He takes my license and insurance back to his car. We wait an agonizing five minutes for him to return.

He asked me to step out of the RV. I undo my seat belt and get out. He has me walk towards the back of the RV and said he had to ask me some questions, away from Bill. He thought because I was so upset and crying, that maybe there was another reason. He asked if I was abused or in fear or something. He said he didn’t feel he was doing his job if he thought I was in fear or hurt and he didn’t ask. I assured him it was nothing like that. I then unloaded on him all the reasons I was upset, that I mention in the blog already. He even offered info on where Bill could see a doctor in town. I thanked him for his concern, and said we were both just tired and he was home sick and we would be ok once we got off the freeway for the night.

He said he would let me go without a ticket and told me how to get back on the freeway. I shook his hand and thanked him again. So, did I get out of the ticket from me crying or Bills retired cop status???

Once we got onto I-40, we got off after a few exits later to the safety of another Cracker Barrel for the night. I had myself a wine cooler and Bill went to bed.

I should have asked the state trooper for a photo of us together for the blog! Notice I didn’t take any pictures today of our drive.

Ozarkland, Antique Mall, and Heavy Rain

May 12, 2014 – Monday

Last night, while parked at Walmart, we checked all our weather apps for weather conditions for the next few days on our route back west. I had been looking forward to going to Branson, but the weather wasn’t going to let that happen. Yes I could go, but with high winds, rain and thunder storms, we decided it wouldn’t be much fun in that kind of weather. So, another disappointment for Patty on her Bucket List of things she wanted to see. The weather was suppose to clear up on Thursday, but Bill didn’t want to hang around that long. He wanted to try to beat the weather and get down the road.

We left Walmart at 8:50 am and stopped for gas at 10:30. Love the gas prices on this trip…just $3.28 a gallon. Going to miss these prices when we get back to CA.

At 12:30 we saw a big sign for Ozarkland & Antique Mall, right off the freeway in Cimarron just about break time, so we stopped.






The shop was HUGE and had lots of gifts and souvenirs. There were these really tall dolls for sale, every type of collection you could think of like eagles, cows, chickens, Indian decor, etc was there, along with clothes and fudge. I finally broke down and bought 1/4 lb of sugar free fudge, which is now gone.








The antique “mall” was a cluster of old buildings and sheds full of old stuff. I think Bill enjoyed walking around there. The stroller wouldn’t fit down some of the isles, it was so packed it. Kinda looked like a fire trap. Chica was real interested in some animal fur skins on a table, but mainly they just enjoy going places in their dog stroller!



Bill spotted some guitars, but he said they weren’t very good, and was way over priced at $100 each.

Back on the freeway, we passed the Missouri/Oklahoma state line at 12:50. We pulled into the visitor center for information.


We needed to find a campground soon so I wouldn’t have to drive in the storm. I also wanted electric hookups after three days of boondocking. I checked my SKP membership book and found a campground with full hookups about 30 minutes away in Big Cabin, OK. We called and they said there was room for us. We didn’t stay at the visitor center long, as the sky was getting dark and ready to rain again. Back on the freeway it started getting dark. It was daytime and everyone had their headlights on and rain was pounding us. It got so bad, it looked like we were driving in the fog. I couldn’t wait to get off the road.






Sure was happy to see the 69 turnoff exit to the campground. Had to go thru an Oklahoma toll getting off the freeway. The truck stop just ahead had a huge Indian statue, then we pulled into the campground one mile south of the freeway. This place was very “unique”. It was a big truck repair facility that added RV spots behind their truck business, with a big grass area separating the two places. It sounds ugly, but our view was pretty. We looked out at a big field of grass that has cattle in it, and the truck business was behind our pull thru RV spot, so we really didn’t even see it. Plus, there were only 10 RV sites and free wifi. Not bad for only $21 a night. Bill hooked up our water and electric in the rain, while I took the dogs out to potty.

I spent two or three hours going through all the Route 66 brochures and maps, picking out places to visit in Tulsa and Oklahoma City tomorrow. We can even stay here another night if the weather is still bad. Bill says he still doesn’t feel good and now says he is getting car sick, while we are going straight on the freeway! I think he is just getting homesick and doesn’t want to do the touristy stuff I want to do. He doesn’t want to go to an urgent care or doctor till he gets home. I’ve tried to get him to see one now. I suggest staying another night here so he can sleep and get better, but he wants to keep going. Lot of rain, thunder and lightning tonight.