

Victorville is another one of those towns that embraces
Route 66 culture.
They have a museum and
historical lcoations and murals and signs.
It was too early in the morning for much to be open, so I took my photos
and moved on.
Spent a little time at the
famous Elmers Bottle Tree Ranch and a few old restaurants that are still
kicking.
I explored Daggett a teeny tiny
town that has a few surviving structures from the 1800’s.
There is an old Pioneer Cemetery I found
interesting and the train runs through the town.
Actually, there are multiple tracks and there
are lots of trains.
North of Daggett I
discovered an old ghost town.
There were
a number of signs directing people to it, but once I got there, I found a line
of cars and a required admission fee.
Not exactly the ghost town I’d expected.
Later I Googled Calico Ghost Town and it really is a historical old
mining town.
Some of the structures are
still original, but its also been turned into a little tourist attraction and
educational attraction for kids.
It
might be worth looking into at some time.
But not this time, I turned around and headed back to Route 66.
Spent some time around Barstow, which also
embraces the full Route 66 culture and I’d like to go back there at some point
to check out some of the museums.

Onward towards the Mojave Desert and many interesting things
it holds.
Amboy Volcanic Crater, the
famous Roy Motel and Café, which isn’t exactly functioning as either at this point,
but you can shop at the gift shop and use the toilet.
From here a chunk of Route 66 was closed and
I had to detour back to the expressway for a while.
The lack of gas stations in the Mojave Desert made me very
grateful to find a gas station in the middle of nowhere and paid $6.00 a gallon
for gas. The gas station also was a
little bit of a rest area, the family that owns it has put some effort into
making it nice. There are picnic tables
and fountains and interesting things on the property. I expect they’ve been the sole gas station on
this stretch of highway for a very long time.

Quite a bit of Route 66 is also part of the National Trails
Highway and it made it easier to follow and I think much of Route 66 is well
maintained in this area because it has more than one historical relevancy.
I made a quick stop at Goffs California when
I ran into an odd little museum that wasn’t on my list.
The center of the museum is an old
refurbished schoolhouse that was built in 1914 and renovated fairly
recently.
The town itself is practically
a ghost town, with the current population being only a couple dozen and they
mostly live in RV’s around the museum.
Outside the schoolhouse are pieces of the town’s past, from mining
equipment to old cars.
There is a little
cemetery in the back with only a couple of the graves marked with names.
I ended up staying here until after
sunset.
I played with the museum cat and
took photos of the odds and ends of things that have been discovered in the
area and brought to the museum.
I
considered crashing somewhere in Goffs but figured Needles might be a better
option.
Drove the short distance to
Needles and decided to splurge on a hot, sit-down meal.

I googled BBQ in Needles and it sent me to a questionable
restaurant set in front of a questionable motel.
I probably should have turned around, but I
really wanted BBQ.
The restaurant is
split on two sides, food and alcohol.
You can order food on the alcohol side, but you can’t order alcohol on
the food side.
Weird.
So… I grabbed my menu and worked my way over
to the alcohol side.
There were pool
tables and a jukebox and a couple of drunk locals.
The drunk locals were very friendly and very
talky and at one point the owner sent the waitress over to tell the drunks to
let me eat in peace.
That led to a major
fight and screaming match between the drunks and the waitress.
I asked for a to-go box.
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