Cathryn and I just completed Route 66 from Chicago to L.A. and a return trip across the United States on a more northerly route, racking up over 6,000 miles on mostly forgotten roads that were once the main arteries in America. As much as possible, we traveled the old U.S. Highway system that is still in use but often replaced by Interstate super highways.
Following Route 66 was like a cross-country scavenger hunt. We used a guidebook to seek out the old road or what’s left of it and eroding memorabilia from a time past and almost forgotten. Millennial’s have no concept of the road, and as folks our age travel to never-never land the sites and stories will disappear forever.
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Dont Look Twice
by Andrew Gross (Goodreads Author)
Best book I’ve read in quite some time. I think I may have read one of this author’s books when he wrote under James Patterson’s name. If I did, I don’t recall being that impressed. Maybe it’s because I don’t like how a group of authors use Patterson’s name to sell their novels. Perhaps I wouldn’t be so disgruntled if Patterson took me under his wing.
Andrew Gross hit a home run with Don’t Look Twice. I’ve heard the line, “I couldn’t put the book down” a million times, and in this case it was true for me. The story moved well, with believable characters and good police drama and action.
I was impressed with the author’s protagonist, in that he didn’t have all kinds of super powers and mixed martial arts. Having been a police detective, I found the cops and criminals alike to be true to life.
For anyone who enjoys a who done it crime drama with some action, put this book on your to read list.
by Nora Roberts (Goodreads Author)
This is the first Nora Roberts novel I’v read. I chose it for comparison purposes, having written a book with a similar story about a serial arsonist, called Torch.
I had a difficult time keeping track of the characters at first, wondering why a couple in particular, were included in the story. My answer came about half way through the book, where everything came together.
For me, the plot was too predictable, yet the protagonist doesn’t catch on until near the end. I ave to think every reader came to the same conclusion.
Regardless, Blue Smoke is a well written, great story. Having been an arson investigator, I found the story accurate and compelling.
A very good read!
This story is an excerpt from Ed’s Book, “A Casual Traveler“
I had been following a storm in the middle of Nebraska, so the roads were a still a bit wet in spots. I came upon a barricaded bridge that was impassible. The problem was I didn’t recall seeing any previously posted detour signs; I had no choice but to turn around.
I retreated all the way back to the previous town and took the first crossroad, figuring I’d out flank the bridge by crossing the river further west. It was a lovely detour through cow country, but it brought me right back to the same closed bridge. Crap!
I formulated plan B and headed east along the river until I found another crossing. The road eventually veered away from the river, but then I came across a good road heading in the right direction that looked big enough to have a bridge on it.
Before long the road took a few turns, going into the middle of nowhere. Then I saw a sign that said, “Paved road ends ahead.” No biggie I thought, as I slowed to the appropriate speed and continued on the gravel. I thought I could see the river ahead and I hoped for a bridge.
Just when I was getting comfortable riding on the gravel, it disappeared and the road became dirt. It had been raining earlier in the day; you know what happens to dirt gets wet—it becomes mud.
I’d never ridden on a mud road before, but I had little choice. I immediately tried to gear down, but dared not brake; I was already sliding in the mud and doing a low-speed wobble. The front wheel only plowed and the wobble got worse. I knew I was going down; it was only a matter of how hard and where.
I slid closer and closer to the big creek on my left; that’s the way the road sloped. There was a grass shoulder, where I thought I might get some traction, or at least have a softer landing. I really didn’t want to crash in the creek.
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