There's snow place like Washington, DC

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As our nation's capital and the rest of the mid-Atlantic region digs out from feet and feet of snow, we at Eccentric Roadside would like to say we feel your pain with this snappy, happy travel brochure, through the courtesy of my kind co-worker Doug. The illustration style would indicate that it's from the sixties or so. I love this style...so loose, casual and HAPPY. Let's tour, tour, tour, people!

Pump and Circumstance: Bisbee, Arizona's Indian Motorcycle building

Bisbee, Arizona sits 90 miles southeast of Tucson in the Mule Mountains on the Mexican border and is a very cool place. It was a huge mining town in the early 1900s and had the largest population between San Francisco and St. Louis at that time. Bisbee continued to be a mining community until the 1970s but today it is mostly known as a funky and free-spirited artist community. You could spends days walking around taking pictures of all the cool old Victorian buildings and their colorful inhabitants and their pursuits, the most spectacular of which is the Shady Dell vintage travel trailer park, which I'll get to in a future post.

We got onto a quiet avenue somewhat ironically called Main Street that led us to some beautifully melancholy street scenery. Several posts are needed to do it all justice, so here's the first one. We spotted an abandoned-looking (save for a satellite dish) red brick building with a gorgeous Indian Motorcycle sign painted on its exterior. Out front were two old Texaco pumps and a 1940s yellow Chrysler taxi cab, all just sitting there for the benefit of no one in particular. I love places like this, seeming caught in a time vacuum while the rest of the world hurries by.

You're darn tootin': The Passmore Gas & Propane tank of Hope, Arizona

So close, yet so fart.

A mighty wind blows across the desert near the Passmore pass.

We're suckers for anything the least bit immature and idiotic when it comes to humor, so a detour had to be made on our last trip to see the fabled Passmore Gas & Propane tank between the towns of Hope and Salome on Highway 60 in southwestern Arizona. The landscape is beautifully desolate as we rip up the higway without another car in sight and then, off in the distance, could it be? Yes, I believe it is... a large oil tank with a poop joke painted on its side. An internet search reveals little about this company. There is a Passmore Gas & Oil company in Blythe, California, across the state line on I-10, but we're not sure who's the big cheese. And, who knows, this could just be a wild coincidence. There very well could be a family named Passmore that, in a flatch of inspiration, just happened to go into the gasoline business. It could happen. Who are we to pooh-pooh that theory?

A Lark that's an ark in a park: Tucson, Arizona's Sonora Desert Park Studebaker

Tucson, Arizona is blessed with The Arizona Sonora Desert Museum, a spectacular private and nonprofit zoo, natural history museum and botanical garden. Exhibits recreate the beautiful natural landscape of the Sonoran desert region and the grounds contain 300 animal species and 1,200 kinds of plants.

They also have an unexpected eccentric roadside attraction next to their parking lot: a 1960 Studebaker Lark VIII station wagon, beautifully restored and dubbed "The Desert Ark." In 1955, Mr. Hal Gras created a program to take live animals to schools and other venues. For more than 30 years he loaded numerous station wagons (all known as The Desert Ark) with porcupines, snakes, badgers, ringtail cats, and a mountain lion named George L., and drove them around to schools to educate students and the public. This particular Studebaker was beautifully restored in 2002 to coincide with the park's 50th anniversary and the 150th anniversary of the Studebaker car company. In it are photos of Mr. Gras in his heyday. I believe in a nationwide survey, Studebakers were preferred by porcupines by a two to one margin.

Retro travel decal of the week:The New York State Thruway

I love old travel decals. This one is of particular interest because it's a tribute not to a great state or awe-inspiring attraction, but to something rather mundane: the New York State Thruway. There was a time when an interstate highway was something to marvel at, with big wide lanes whisking you away to the world of tomorrow in no time flat. Today, the interstate is a monotonous yet efficient stretch of pavement...it's what you take until some cooler bi-way comes along, or when you need to get all the way from western Colorado to eastern Missouri in one day. It was a simpler time when you could make your friends envious by showing off your decal of "Main Street of the Empire State 559 Miles Long."

I know you are, but what am I: Cabazon, California's "Pee Wee's Big Adventure" dinosaurs

You can see Dinny, right, and Mr. Rex from Interstate 10 as you take the Cabazon exit.

The Wheel Inn Cafe's owner was looking for an attraction to lure people off the highway in 1964. The dinosaurs did the trick.

The inside of Dinny is a gift shop...

...with a creationist theme!

There are two kinds of people in the world: those who "get" "Pee Wee's Big Adventure" and those who don't, and I'm not sure I can be friends with someone if they don't. Alright, that's a bit harsh, but I firmly believe if there was justice in the world of entertainment, "Pee Wee's Big Adventure" would win a Best Picture Oscar every year. We were lucky enough to be passing by one of the backdrops of this epic opus while visiting California recently. The Cabazon dinosaurs figure prominently in the scene where Pee Wee and Simone spend an evening together and are then chased by Simone's jealous boyfriend Andy.

Claude K. Bell created the dinosaurs to attract attention to his Wheel Inn Cafe at the Cabazon exit off of Interstate 10. Construction began on the first dinosaur, "Dinny," the one one that looks like the Sinclair gas logo, in 1964 and was eventually completed 11 years later. The second dinosaur, "Mr. Rex," was completed much later in 1981. Dinny has a gift shop inside of him and the inside of Mr. Rex can also be toured. Mr. Bell died in 1988 and the dinosaurs' current owners have spruced up the place with some nice landscaping and a parking lot.

The current owners have also added a twist that puts them in the eccentric roadside attractions hall of fame: a dinosaur park with a creationism theme. The current owners are "Young Earth" followers, believing most dinosaurs were created on earth 6,000 years ago to coincide with Adam and Eve and the Garden of Eden. The Dinny gift shop has dioramas of both an evolutionist (Mr. Bell's originals) and creationist nature. Who knows... maybe "The Flintstones" got it right after all.

The beat goes on: Palm Springs, California's Sonny Bono statue

Sonny gives a big smile to a down-on-his-luck fellow fishing out coins.

Sonny's Palm Springs Walk of Fame star was moved to a prominent location in front of his statue.

Sonny's Palm Springs restaurant, Bono's, sits vacant today.

Sonny Bono was an entertainer, songwriter, entrepreneur and the not-Cher half of Sonny and Cher. His showbiz career began by working with Phil Spector and co-writing the 1960s hit "Needles and Pins," then successfully partnering with Cher on records and TV, then solo work including more guest appearances on "The Love Boat" in the '70s than any other celebrity (by his own admission). Frustrated with zoning laws while trying to open a Palm Springs restaurant in 1988, he ran for mayor and won, serving until 1992. He later went on to represent his district in the U.S. Congress for four years until his untimely death at age 62 from a skiing accident (his widow Mary still holds his seat). He was a pro-business Republican and helped create the Palm Springs International Film Festival, still being held today in his honor. In 2001, the city paid tribute to him with a bronze statue in the heart of the downtown shopping district at Plaza Mercado on South Palm Canyon Drive. There he sits with a big grin by a coin fountain looking out at his constituents in a puffy open-collared shirt and high-waisted pants, proving it's forever Sonny in Palm Springs.

Strange warm, yellow ball spotted in Southern California sky...

After five days of record-breaking rain and flooding in the Palm Springs area, we had a gloriously sunny day today, our last before driving back to Phoenix tomorrow. We didn't waste it either, with a long drive to see the many eccentric roadside attractions through the region, including the "Pee Wee's Big Adventure" Dinosaurs, the Rialto Wigwam motel, the world's biggest paper cup of Riverside, the International Banana Museum in Hesperia and chunks of Route 66. Whew!

It never rains in Southern California...

There's eccentric travel, and then there's really eccentric travel. Like flooding in a desert; namely, Palm Springs, California, a region known for a sunny, dry climate 360 days a year. Southern California is in the midst of a freak-of-nature series of storms causing more rain to fall in a couple of days than normally falls in a whole year, and we're here to take it all in. We did get a good part of a day to look at the awesome mid-century modern architecture so abundant here, and things should clear up by the end of our stay. And if not, I hear Tornado Alley is lovely this time of year.

Tombstone, Arizona and I don't feel a day over 49

This was a big day for us at Eccentric Roadside for two reasons. Firstly, we spent the day driving around the awesome state of Arizona, starting in Tucson, then down to Bisbee, and then up to Tombstone. Secondly, I turned a half-a-century today, and if you have to get old, you might as well do it in Tombstone, "the town too tough to die." I've got a lot to be grateful for and as Frank Sinatra once sang, "the best is yet to come and babe won't it be fine..."

Eccentric Roadside hits the road

We're about to head out on another eccentric roadtrip, this time to the beautiful southwestern USA. We'll make as many dispatches as we can through the courtesy of motel lobby computers, as we still don't have a laptop. See you when we get back!

Sublimely mundane Montana

I try to appreciate every little thing on a roadtrip from the most spectacular scenery down to the most banal little detail. It's good to take a minute every so often to appreciate the mundane and melancholy places that the rest of the world seems to be passing by that are all part of the glorious eccentric roadside experience. Montana has more than its share of jaw-droppingly exquisite sights. Why, the sky alone is a tourist attraction. But in between the feast-for-the-eyes are a few enchantingly dull scenes. At least I think so, anyway.