Pontiac seemed like a pretty cool little town, another thing we did there was walk across the swinging bridges. It is always good to get out and stretch the legs a bit when traveling so stretching our legs on some swinging bridges sounded fun. I really want to go back to Pontiac when we have a little more time and really check out the city. Mr. Trent might just have to book a gig there so we have another reason to go back.
Route 66 seems to just wind in and out of these delightful little towns-I wish we had the time to really explore all these places but unfortunately we had to keep moving. We have regular jobs too that we have to get back to so it was time to move on. After Pontiac we found ourselves arriving just in time-and at the end of the season –at Funk’s Grove. Funk’s Grove is an absolute must visit. They have been making maple sirup since 1824-and yes I spelled sirup correctly, it is spelled this way to distinguish it as a product made by boiling sap vs syrup which is technically adding sugar to fruit juice. This was a treat and I mean that in every sense of the word. This maple sirup business has been in the Funk family for years-check out the link to the history. Mr. Trent and I were given a little taste of this delectable liquid-I could have drank a whole bottle-WOW. I can’t even do justice to the wonderful flavor of the sirup. Needless to say we bought some and have been savoring it-and I might add hiding it from the Grandson.
I had a little incident where I spilled a bit on the floor and I almost got on my hands and knees and licked it up, that is just how good it is. They are out of sirup for this season, but will reopen in the Spring. We will be making Funk’s Grove a regular stop.
The ride down this very small portion of route 66 needed to come to an end. Of course there is no better way to wrap up the journey and head towards home then a muffler man and giant Abe Lincoln. The muffler man was holding a hot dog and had been relocated to a street in the town of Atlanta, Illinois. Now Atlanta was a bit of a ghost town by this time on Sunday, there were just a few people and not really any businesses open it was a bit of an eerie silence. We took some photos and moved on to the final stop “The Railsplitter” Which is a giant covered wagon being driven by Abe Lincoln-who happens to be reading a book. What a way to finish off this whirlwind adventure.