September 1, 1917 - April 24, 2009
|Can you divine the meaning of these roadside markers?|
|This tourist attraction failed to attract the tourists.|
|There just wasn't enough here to attract them.|
|This view of Old St. Charles|
bears some resemblance to New Orleans' French Quarter.
|The other side of the street reminds me of Colonial Williamsburg.|
|I promise this is the last train-related photo.|
|The Bike Stop Cafe is just behind Old St. Charles's main street.|
|The sandwiches at the Bike Stop Cafe are tasty and healthful.|
|I've been reading historical signs about Lewis and Clark|
ever since Day 1 in Astoria.
|This farm reminded me of a Grandma Moses painting.|
|This tidy crop of soybeans...|
|...was accompanied by a tidy farmyard.|
|The bluffs below Klondike State Park|
|The Augusta Brewery has a laid-back atmosphere and so-so food.|
|The ambience in Defiance was quite a contrast to Augusta.|
|Street signs at a crossing near the Katy Trail|
|Several creeks were jammed at the railroad bridge.|
|Walking the logjam, this cyclist didn't fare so well.|
|This shelter is open to all Katy Trail users.|
|It offers bunks, a small kitchen area,|
and bike storage and workspace.
|These are the only horses I saw on the trail.|
L-R: Okie on Shorty, Caleb on Gunner, Kathy on Grey Goose.
|Trilliums by the trail|
(I'm not sure they're trilliums, but I liked the alliteration.)
No! Plestiodon skink.
|Forgotten barn in the forest|
|Pieter and his boys raise veggies and chickens|
on 14 bucolic acres.
|This rustic lodging (yes, there's a trailer|
under there!) sheltered me for the night.
|The stoker did not appreciate his back-seat position today.|
|Bluffs to the left...|
|...river to the right|
|This is the only tiled grain elevator I've ever seen.|
|The sole Katy tunnel, just before Rocheport|
|This boxcar was put to good use as a B&B.|
|Camping in the gazebo in the Hartsburg town park|
|The end of a damp day|
|Prevalent along the west end of the trail, these may be,br />ashy sunflowers (but I don't think so).|
|The grade up Katy Pass in unbelievable.|
|These delicate lavender flowers grow in stands of multiple clumps.|
|Ignore the vehicles and the one modern storefront,|
and this photo of Sedalia could have been from the 1930s.
|Sedalia was an important stop on the Katy railroad.|
|Are the tracks still there, buried under the bike path?|
|Bluffs and bridges typify much of the Katy Trail.|
|Scenes like this make me glad I'm on the Katy Trail!|
|The signal stands like a ghostly silent sentinel.|
|The Katy bridge across the Missouri is slated for demolition.|
The trail has been rerouted to a nearby highway bridge.
|Given the little that remains, this sign is wildly optimistic.|
|This turntable and an old brick powerhouse|
are all that remain of the Katy yards at New Franklin.
|Cactus in Missouri?|
There were numerous clumps near the old Katy roundhouse.
|The start of the Katy Trail is rather inauspicious.|
|Just a few hundred yards further on, the official trailhead|
has - what else? - a Katy caboose.
|Dappled with sunlight,|
much of the Katy Trail is covered by a leafy bower.
|The first of many bridges on the Katy Trail|
|Grain elevators, long idle, punctuate the foliage along the trail.|