Last summer we had a little trip out to Sturgis, South Dakota. This little story is not so much about that as it is about the return trip. This trip wasn’t made in our motorhome, due to time and fuel we had to motor out quickly so it was made in our little escape. We stayed and traveled in our friend’s motorhome once we got there, but to and fro were in the escape. Now we are not the kind of people that like to take the highway, we like to meander around the back roads. This makes the trip more interesting and most always turns into some kind of adventure. Well on our trip back we stopped in a little town called Boonville, Missouri. Boonville is on the Missouri River, so perfect place to stop and stretch the legs. We thought we would move around a bit then head back out, but this little town caught our interest. The Missouri River was spectacular! To get this picture I had to deal with some serious arachnophobia. What you don’t see in this picture is we are standing on another bridge. On the bridge we are standing on are thousands of these disgusting spiders with webs everywhere, I wanted to remember that sunset over the river but holy Toledo there were a lot of spiders! Well the sun was going down quickly and you can bet I wanted off that bridge while I could still see where those spiders were.
We were hungry and tired and as we pulled away we drove by this old hotel, The Hotel Frederick, it was if time had stood still, we drove by again and decided just to see how much a room was, well it was affordable and the decision was made we were staying at The Hotel Frederick. We signed in and received a key, yes a real key, this was an old hotel. We lugged stuff in, by stuff I mean guitars, road clothes and camera equipment. We went up the old elevator and stepped off into beautiful wooden hallways. The room was luxurious and after 3 weeks plus on the road a gourmet meal and a Jacuzzi tub were just what the doctor ordered! I cannot say enough about the hotel or the restaurant. They took us in, wearing our dusty cowboy boots and treated us like royalty. When we got up in the morning we decided to enjoy the complimentary breakfast, wow, it was if it was 1901, everyone set around a large dining room table there was fruit and rolls, we helped ourselves. After this we loaded the equipment back in the little escape and hit the road.
We were hungry and tired and as we pulled away we drove by this old hotel, The Hotel Frederick, it was if time had stood still, we drove by again and decided just to see how much a room was, well it was affordable and the decision was made we were staying at The Hotel Frederick. We signed in and received a key, yes a real key, this was an old hotel. We lugged stuff in, by stuff I mean guitars, road clothes and camera equipment. We went up the old elevator and stepped off into beautiful wooden hallways. The room was luxurious and after 3 weeks plus on the road a gourmet meal and a Jacuzzi tub were just what the doctor ordered! I cannot say enough about the hotel or the restaurant. They took us in, wearing our dusty cowboy boots and treated us like royalty. When we got up in the morning we decided to enjoy the complimentary breakfast, wow, it was if it was 1901, everyone set around a large dining room table there was fruit and rolls, we helped ourselves. After this we loaded the equipment back in the little escape and hit the road.
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