Traveling the back roads of America far outweighs interstate travel, if you ask me. Sure it is a little slower, but seeing real towns instead of exit ramp after exit ramp of the same chain stores makes it all worth it. Passing through Eastern Oregon on a small back road recently, I came across this gem that I just had to share.
There was no plaque or explanation. Just a bunch of license plates nailed to a fence and fence posts. Upon closer inspection, I noticed there was a can of nails and a hammer for anyone to add their own contribution. Erica and I both did our part*. When we stopped in the next town*'s little cafe*, we asked about the art installation up the road. They didn't have much to offer in way of explanation but did point us to another similar attraction in the next town over. Yep, back roads America: I'm a fan. |
Sunday January 3 2010 | File under: travel, USA |
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on Sun 03rd Jan, 2010 08:28 pm PST maggie said: That's a sweet set of cast iron! And, um, you might should not broadcast your license plate stealing habit...just a thought. ************************ on Sun 03rd Jan, 2010 10:10 pm PST Mom said: hmm, from the photo it looks like your nose is still intact. Just wondering, given the S.A. experience. ************************ on Mon 04th Jan, 2010 10:13 am PST Saxtor said: Look at those cast iron skillys! Knock off a bit of rust, get them seasoned up and they'll be good as new! ************************ |
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