We
arose to a blanket of fog the next morning
that was so thick and soupy that we predicted that it wouldn’t burn off
until very late in the morning. Although we had very much wanted to go to
Mackinac Island, we decided that the conditions and the time frame weren’t going
to let us have a good visit. We had been there before, so we decided to skip
the island and put in a day’s driving toward our Arkansas destination. We made
it to Kalamazoo,MI, driving back roads we hadn’t been on before just to see
some different scenery. After spending the night in Kalamazoo, we headed out
the next morning and made it through Indiana and Illinois and called it a day
just across the Missouri border in Sikeston.
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Ready to enter the Wilder compound |
After a restful night, we drove on U.S. Route 60 across the
southern portion of Missouri, a part of the state that we hadn’t seen before.
Our plan was to check out Branson, MO, but we didn’t have much information
about the area. We tried to find a tourist information center in Van Buren, but
were unsuccessful in locating it after exiting. We headed on down Route 60
until we spotted a tourist information center sign in Mansfield, MO. We exited and
drove into the town, but were beginning to believe that they were also lying to
us when we spotted a sign that led us to the center. We drove by the center and
spotted a sign in the window that got us wondering if the staff had left for
lunch. The town square featured a park that we could have a picnic lunch, and
as we parked and were mulling our options, a car pulled up and a lady asked us
if we needed tourist information. Turns out she was the volunteer tourist
center attendant that day. We chatted for a while and received local
information on what to sight see in the area, but received no brochures or maps
about the Branson area we were inquiring about. It turns out though, that
Mansfield was the adult home of Laura Ingalls Wilder who wrote
Little House on the Prairie, while she
resided just outside Mansfield, and we were encourage to visit her home and
museum. We had a lunch in the park, and drove to the Wilder home. It wasn’t the
prairie home that we envisioned from the movie series which were actually based
from her experiences when her family lived in De Smet, SD, and we decided not
to go into the museum or tour the home.
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Laura Wilder home and museum |
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Country Mountain Inn picnic area |
We left Mansfield and headed toward Springfield on our way
to Branson. We still didn’t have any information on the area and attractions,
so when we spotted a Branson information center, we pulled in. What a
disappointment. The center was a front for us to purchase hotel rooms and
tickets to shows, all of which we knew nothing about.
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An outbuilding at our motel |
We left with a map, a
show list (all of which we could get at half price, but no idea what the costs
were, and the personal cell number of the agent to call when we decided on what
hotel we would stay in (so they get their cut). As we drove to the Branson
exits, we looked the map over and realized that this was nothing but likely
overprice venues with acts by performers we didn’t know, expensive hotels, and
not a whole lot more. By the time we reached the first exit we had made up our
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Hmmmm! Grilled pork chops! |
minds that this wasn’t our cup to tea and that Jacqueline was not going to get
any commission from us. Instead, we drove another 30 miles into Arkansas.
Captain Larry wanted to drive some of the mapped scenic routes, but we got
turned around and found ourselves heading for Eureka Springs.
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Ready for a fire? |
We had inquired
about information about Eureka Springs, but were only given a brochure about
the Passion Play that plays there. Thinking that we were going to encounter a
bunch of religious zealots and nothing more, we pressed on thinking we would
just spend the night and then press on. How wrong we were. Eureka Springs has
it all. The community (pop. just over 2,000) is a big biker mecca and we were
arriving on a Bikers, BBQ, and Blues
weekend. We drove through the town and the motel offerings were enormous. We
settled on Country Mountain Inn because it had a picnic area adjacent to the
motel where we could barbecue our pork chops on our little propane grill. Jane
became enchanted with our setup and wanted to stay another night instead of
driving scenic routes the next day as we had planned. So we paid for a second
night. We got up the next morning and inquired about where we could
we do some walking (which we had been really lax on doing). We were told that
the park around Leatherwood Lake to the west of Eureka
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Hiking along the lake trail |
Springs had a lot of
“walking trails.” We drove out to the park, parked the van, and found a trail
to walk. But it wasn’t a “walking trail,” but a true hiking trail. We followed
the trail until we were detoured onto
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We stumble upon a fawn deer |
another trail that ran along the shore of
Lake Leatherwood. We followed this trail and came upon a fawn deer that was crouched
next to the trail.
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The fawn doesn't isn't sure of us. |
We obviously had startled the animal and it had laid down to
avoid detection. We took a couple of pictures, and then as we started to move
on, the fawn darted from its resting place to probably meet up with mama. We
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Leatherwood Lake |
found large and small deer tracks as we moved along the trail. We returned to
the van, took a couple of pictures of Leatherwood Lake and headed out.
We decided to drive up to a scenic route that went around
Beaver Lake, a reservoir lake that was created by damming the White River to
control flooding.The route was truly beautiful with breathtaking views of Beaver
Lake and the dam and power plant. We stopped at an overview that provided some
wonderful shots of the lake, dam, and
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The Beaver Lake Dam |
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Viewing the Beaver Lake exhibits |
downstream river. The Corps also had an
outdoor exhibit that detailed history and development of the dam. Construction
began in 1960 and was completed in 1966 at a total cost of $6.2 million.
Unbelievable in this day of delays and cost overruns. For information on the
dam and recreation area it created follow this link:
http://www.swl.usace.army.mil/Missions/Recreation/Lakes/BeaverLake/DamandLakeInformation.aspx
We continued our loop and came back out to the road that
would take us back to our hotel.
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Christ of the Ozarks |
We stopped at a local restaurant for a fried
fish lunch which turned out to be a really great meal. One of the big
attractions of Eureka Springs is the Passion Play that is performed at the
Great Passion Play Theme Park and something Jane wanted to see. The park is
capable of hosting large groups of visitors and has been recreated to represent
a visit Jerusalem and other holy sites. As we parked the van and entered the
gift shop (naturally) for information, we saw a golf cart with two camels in
tow followed by another cart towing some donkeys.
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Bubba Jesus |
We did a quick tour of the
gift shop and received directions to the huge Christ of the Ozarks statue that
Captain Larry termed "Bubba Jesus," and is one of the park’s main attractions. We parked the van and walked into a
garden to get some pictures of the statue. We left the park and headed back to
our motel where we spent the remainder of the afternoon reading, Facebooking,
and relaxing.
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