So we were only 24 hrs from Tulsa and it turned out we were actually 96 hrs, 190 miles, 1 bike and 1 Ford Focu! But now we are about to set out, Mrs Fogg currently on Happy Pills (US … Continue reading
Category Archives: Route66
So all back now at chez Gimpy foot after trading in the two wheel steed for a Ford car to take us to the next stop Tulsa. But are Ford trying to tell me something or is it just a … Continue reading
Well as Mrs Hulk Foot posted I’m now here in my second Springfield Doh (Spiderpig anyone?), after dropping the bike off (quite literally as this silly arse forgot the prop stand as he got off it, double Doh). I have … Continue reading
Mr Fogg has now gone to Springfield, Missouri to swap the bike for a car, which we then will have to take to Tulsa Airport tomorrow to swap for another car that we can take all the way to Vegas. … Continue reading
And she out of the blocks, rattling down the corridor at break neck speeds, stopping only to breath, laugh and break wind (in my shorts no less). Now becoming a dab hand with the crutches, she’ll soon be able to … Continue reading
So day two of me and Mrs Incredible Hulk foot hold up in the back of nowhere. We spent the morning arranging the momentous following day (I’m driving 90 odd miles east to save the extortionate pickup up charge), while … Continue reading
Or is that bikes, cars and taxis? So, holed up in our hotel room it’s planning time. Our challenges: 1) Get bike back to rental company to closest depot to avoid $800-1600 collection fee (since we opted to land in … Continue reading
Yep you see right this is a pair of crutches, but DON’T panic at all. Yesterday on the route out of Miami Oklahoma, we came across a gravel patch of the Route, we just got the bike down to 15 … Continue reading
On 66 out of Carthage we stopped to take a photo of this iconic drive-in, only to be met by the 1 out of 100 American. Everyone else has been amazing, this guy however came out shouting and waving his … Continue reading
Sorry guys but we couldn’t resist although we’re about 8 hours away, but then that wouldn’t make a good song would it? A restful night until the forked lightning at 2am and Mrs Fogg listening out for the Tornado warnings. … Continue reading