ADAMANA AND OTHER PUZZLING MATTERS ON ROUTE 66

The Adamana picture is still a bit murky in regards to its relationship with Route 66. As an example consider the information on this site, the Route 66 Atlas, and this one showing a highway map from about 1928 provided by Rick Martin.
Still, based on information provided by Route 66 historian Jim Ross, and map collector Mike Ward, I am going to have to make the educated guess Adamana did not have a direct association with Route 66. I would hazard a bet that the Adamana referenced in the 1928 map is actually a service station or related business located at the junction with the Adamana road.
So, that leaves several unanswered questions. How long did the Campbell Hotel operate in Adamana? Likewise with the garage and gas station. If they were in business during the Route 66 era is it safe to assume they were promoted with signage that lured a few travelers from the main highway?
I am still awaiting the opportunity to speak with the lady in Prescott who lived in Adamana during the teens. Perhaps on Monday.
Another issue, one I touched on in Ghost Towns of Route 66, pertains to Cotton Hill in Illinois near Springfield. In the research for the encyclopedia, I came a bit closer to decoding this mystery but there are still large gaps and holes.
There was a small pottery company operating here in the 1850s. The post office continued in operation until 1908. A newspaper article dated 1919 indicates there was a garage here. Then, with the creation of Lake Springfield, the town vanishes and only signs reading Cotton Hill Road offer mute testimony to its existence.
So, it had a brief association with Route 66. Were there services available? Or was the town something like Lawndale by this date?
I had hoped to provide a concrete answer in regards to Adamana in the encyclopedia, as well as more detail about Cotton Hill. But the time is up so I will just have to provide the information on hand and let the reader draw their own conclusion. And, perhaps, the book will spark a memory or lead to new discoveries that resolve these “hanging chad” type questions.
The next book project is hanging in limbo as the publisher is peering into the future and trying to discern the economic conditions of 2012, which seems to be shaping up as a replay of 1932. Not a pretty picture by any means.
I have two confirmed projects for December and three very exciting possibilities. First will be the writing of an exclusive feature for 66 The Mother Road.
If your not familiar with this new electronic publication, I suggest you take a look through the latest issue as well as the archives. I am quite confident you will find it of interest.
The next item is a feature for Old Cars Weekly. The ideal is to present Route 66 as a time capsule tailor made for the automotive enthusiast or anyone interested in tangible links to 85 years of societal evolution dominated by the automobile.
The pending projects include a possible feature for Arizona Highways, and development of a photo exhibit for a visitor center. Another project of equal importance is on going discussion to locate a permanent location on Route 66 for an official Hinckley photo gallery. 
A preview of upcoming attractions on Route 66 Chronicles includes –
My annual Thanksgiving post with some thought provoking historical insights into the holiday –
A look at modern prospectors –
The continuing development of the vintage vehicle Route 66 tour –
An updated schedule of appearances –
And some photos that I hope with stir you to thinking seriously about road trips –

GOLD!

Just a quick update. In the coming weeks I will touch on a subject that is becoming increasingly important to a few readers – the search for gold.
First, I need to learn the nuances of a couple of metal detectors. Then I can provide a bit more information about the modern gold rush in the southwest.
Stay tuned for details!

A SIGH OF RELIEF, RISING ANXIETY, AND LOOKING TOWARD THE FUTURE

Perhaps it would be best if I began today’s post with an explanation of the title. The sigh of relief comes from knowing that the Route 66 encyclopedia will be on the way to the publisher Monday. With exception of the final edit, photo selection, and then caption writing, the two year project is over.
The rising anxiety always arrives at this stage of a book. What did I miss? What did I forget? Did I type the date as being 1983 instead of 1938? I have learned that, at least for me, these nagging doubts are simply part and parcel of the writing process.
After a week or so they subside to a point that they are hardly noticed. Of course, I have never attempted a project of this magnitude, scope, or importance before.
As I have a very active and colorful imagination, looking toward the future is never very structured. My thoughts are like a covey of startled quail. All I can do is grab one and then decide how to cook it.
Projects simmering on the back burner always take priority at this stage but holding the imagination in check can be exhausting. At this time these include trying to interest the publisher in another book idea, development of a photo exhibit for a tourism center, finding a location for a permanent photo gallery, laying the ground work for next springs promotion of Ghost Towns of Route 66 and Ghost Towns of the Southwest, and building a framework for the promotion of the Route 66 Encyclopedia.
Each of these potential projects is multifaceted with a wide array of options. To sort them out requires a number of long walks with my dearest friend, at least that provides an adequate excuse for taking to the hills, the deserts, and the back roads.
Another excuse would be the delightful weather and winter, the ideal time for seeking the lost treasures and the wonders of the desert back country. With that thought in mind, I wonder what the weather forecast for the weekend is?

ROAD TRIPS, THE FORGOTTEN NASH, AND MORE MARVELS FROM THE ELECTRONIC AGE

The age of gadgetry, electronic marvels, and other distractions continues to intrigue me. I am now using a Facebook page initiated by my previous publicist and seeing a fan club of sorts develop. How odd is that?
I posted some photos from the Monday hike into the Black Mountains and was rather surprised by the response and comments. I will post a few here this afternoon or later this evening.
The idea of taking the time capsule feel of Route 66 one step further by cruising that old road in something older than I am is beginning to dominate the 2012 plans. As noted previously, I had wanted to make the journey in a Model A Ford but have now centered the focus on a Nash, Studebaker, or Hudson manufactured between 1947 and 1953.
I am quite familiar with the Chevrolet vehicles built during these years but for this adventure would want something different, something unique, a vehicle that provides an opportunity to fill a gap in my automotive knowledge. An additional reason for leaning in this direction is fuel economy and performance.
Hudson during these years dominated the racing circuit. In fact, some of the records set did not fall until the early 1980s.
Automobiles manufactured by all three of these companies, especially when equipped with the three speed manual transmission and overdrive, consistently delivered in excess of 20 miles per gallon at speed of 65 and 70 miles per hour. The Nash 600 tested out in the 25 to 30 mile per gallon range!
Funding the adventure might be the major stumbling block. As these companies bit the dust decades ago company sponsorship is out of the question. So, my creative imagination is thinking that perhaps there is a sponsor that would like their company associated with such a crazy stunt and that wouldn’t mind having their names pasted on the doors.
I am quite sure there would be a book in this adventure! It would be almost like having a time machine – six volt electrics, overdrive, AM radio, the Wagon Wheel Motel, Midpoint Cafe, Blue Swallow Motel, wicker picnic basket, and hundreds of two lane miles on a highway signed with two sixes.
Would anyone else be willing to dust off the old car in the garage and tag along. We could fill old motels and cafe parking lots transforming them into time capsule photo opportunites. We could have the adventure of a lifetime!
Pipe dreams. Pipe dreams that might become realities. Aren’t these a few of the things that make the daily grind tolerable?