After staying overnight near Springfield, IL, we had a short trip to St. Louis, MO and all day to get there. So we decided this was a great opportunity to get off the Interstate Highway grid and see some of rural America. Coincidentally, we were right next to old Route 66 which runs from Chicago to the west coast. We looked up some info on it and directions on how to get to it and found out that it was right across I-55 from the campgrounds. So we were off.
Ellyn got online and started reading about what we might see. In the next town we found an old gas station which had been refurbished but was not selling gas. We looked around for a restaurant she found listed but discovered it was really in the previous town. So we continued on.
Next we came to Henry’s Rabbit Ranch. Henry came out to greet us and we found out that, what appeared to be an old gas station was really built by Henry and decorated to look like an old gas station. He had pens of rabbits which he treated like his children and had little stories about each one of them and where they had been rescued from. He seemed like a very nice guy and we bought some souvenirs, petted the bunnies, and headed on down the road.
Henry had told us about a place to stop for lunch, so we hit Weezy’s Route 66 Grill. We parked across the street in front of a farmer’s stand, where we bought some fruit and vegetables after lunch. We had a nice conversation with the owner and his S.O. about our travels and he said it was his dream as well, and that they were going to take a trip at the end of the season.
As we approached the Mississippi River, we pulled off to go to the Old Chain of Rocks Bridge, which used to be the road over the river on Route 66 until the 1970’s, when the bridge on I-270 was completed nearby. Now it is a pedestrian and biking
bridge so we parked the RV and got the bikes out for a nice 2 mile ride (1 over, 1 back). We also saw a beach down on the river near the “chain of rocks” across the river and so we drove down there to see the river up close. Ellyn got stuck in the silt and we talked with a guy who had been fishing, and had some down-home stories for us. Once again, the RV was a conversation starter.
From there, we got back onto the interstate and headed to Babler Memorial State Park and our 4 day camping spot.