July 14, 1915, "At 4 1/2 miles out at 11:15 Ford broke rear axle shaft. "
In May of 1916, the Albuquerque Automobile Racing Association, in partnership with business owners in Gallup announced a Fourth of July race. There would be a $700 prize for the first place finisher. To put this into perspective that was about the cost of a new Ford. The entry fee was $40.00.
It is no mere highway. It is Route 66, a linear community that spans
eight states and that has an international fan club numbered in the tens of thousands. Oddly enough, in spite of this popularity, there is a lack of continuity with the roads promotion and its marketing, and travel planning can be a challenge as there isn’t a primary focal point. Well, a major step toward resolution of these problems was taken this weekend. (more…)
The demise of venerable automobile manufactures Packard, Hudson, Studebaker, and Nash was a recent event and cars that had rolled from those companies factories still shared the highways with Fords and Dodges.
In regards to longevity and a very active and productive life, I would not mind emulating Ezra Meeker. However, even though I have long been a fan of the extended walkabout and often give thought to traveling Route 66 in a Model T, Model A, or Hudson Super Six, coast to coast adventures of an epic nature like the ones that Meeker made are not on my to do list.
I met Brad while riding for the Sierra Mesa brand on the ranch along the old Butterfield Trail near Faywood, New Mexico. This was during the same period when I first encountered Chris LeDoux, the rodeo rider and the singer, at a rodeo in Texas.
The fellows name was Bliss. As with most people who become an historic milestone, Mr. Henry Bliss never knew
that unexpected death would bestow a dubious form of immortality. He simply stepped from the New York City streetcar that September afternoon in 1899, and became the nations first pedestrian struck and killed by an automobile. Today’s editorial in the Kingman Daily Miner about the world’s first museum dedicated exclusively to the electric vehicle led me to reflect on Bliss, his demise, and how there is little new under the sun.
The electric vehicle museum in Kingman, Arizona was born of a limited partnership between the city and the Historic Electric Vehicle Foundation during the Route 66 International Festival in 2014, an event that was aptly themed Kingman: Crossroads of the Past & Future. For reasons not understood the museum has never progressed beyond the initial stage even though it garners international media attention and the collection continues to grow. The prestigious Peterson Automotive Museum in Los Angeles recently donated 15 historically significant vehicles. (more…)
The mining camps in the Cerbat Mountains date to the 1860's, and purportedly, Chloride is the oldest continuously mining town in Arizona. By the late 19th century many of the mines had closed, and the towns that they had supported were ghost towns. Chloride, and nearby White Hills, were ...
A few months ago I began publishing entries from Edsel Ford’s travel journal as a weekly
serial on our crowdfunding site (Patreon). This morning I was reflecting on a particular entry and how it fit my current junction in life.
“St. Louis, Missouri, Monday June 21, 1915 – Road to St. Charles very, very good. Struck big wash a few miles from there. Four feet of water on road. Made ten mile detour. Stuck two hours in one place. Road entirely washed out a Mineola.”
A month or so ago I felt like young Mr. Ford (he had just turned 21 years of age before embarking on this trip) after leaving St. Charles. The new book, number 19, was in the home stretch. The newly launched travel planning service, and step on guide service for groups, was showing promise. Plans for attendance of the European Route 66 festival in the Czech Republic were shaping up quite nicely. Development of the newly launched Kingman Tourism site was picking up speed. Affirmation had been received that the tourism office in Cuba, Missouri would be the first to avail themselves of of my community promotional service. (more…)
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