Ho-ly crap! Mentone is big enough to have a Muffler Man?
(Truthfully, I haven’t been to Mentone in a couple hundred years. If it has grown that much, just let me have my memories!)
~VOW
The real question is, is The Muffler Man big enough to remain in Mentone?
Stand on the corner in Winslow, Arizona. Visit a bed & breakfast that used to be a brothel in Williams, Arizona. See wild burros in Oatman, Arizona.
You sure that’s the right corner in Winslow? I don’t see a girl in a flatbed Ford.
They could only get a stake-bed Ford. 
Nice☺️
If you say so. I’m just sitting here twiddling my thumbs, watching the not-babes go by and maintaining my glowing complexion.
I’m boldly going were no beck has gone before
Live long…and be entertained!
~VOW
Well, he said they’d never be there again.
THIS. And also this:
If you make it all the way to California, and your heart’s desire is to simply go for very looooooong very scenic drives that could take a whole day or more, you have two good choices:
(1) Route 49 as described above. Starts in the hills near Fresno, and continues way north well beyond Sacramento. Take CA-20 west, as suggested, all the way to the coast. ON YOUR WAY, pass through Williams, CA on I-5 north of Sacramento. You guessed it: There’s another world-famous glider port there!! Check it out!
Continue west on CA-20 over the mountain. It passes by Clear Lake, which you might want to visit. From there, continue west through mountains and valleys and redwoods as suggested to the coast.
OR: At Clear Lake, head south on CA-29 which takes you to Calistoga at the north end of world-famous Napa Valley, at the foot of volcano Mt. St. Helena (not to be confused with Mt. St. Helens, that volcano in Oregon that blew up in 1980). Home of spa/resort places galore where you can get the full-body mud baths and massages, etc. If you’re into hiking, you can hike a trail all the way to the top of the mountain. And right on the main street of Calistoga you can even see a big empty field that used to be a glider port years ago!
From there, there a lot of directions you can go!
(2) Your other good choice for a looooooong scenic drive: Once you get to State Route 1, the coastal route, however you got there: Take that. This is a long road, much of it hard-by-the-water’s-edge that runs more-or-less continuously from far northern California all the way to Los Angeles, passing through all the coastal cities and lots of farmland, mountains, forests, and seascapes. ETA: I’d recommend those portions of SR-1 from the Russian River in Sonoma County (another famous wine-growing region) south as far as Santa Barbara. I think an optimal road-trip would consist of taking US-101 with lots of side-trips back-and-forth over to the coast and portions of SR-1.
When the kids were young, we made a trip to Oregon for Mr VOW’s mother’s funeral. On the way home, we tried to make it a vacation-type trip. We decided to take CA-1.
Gorgeous, gorgeous scenery, no doubt. But the highway is a HARD drive. We had to stop more than once because of carsickness of one or more occupants. At one point, Mr VOW said HE was carsick. I swear, at least one or more curves was 270°!
When we weren’t thinking about barfing, we all were in awe of the redwoods. It was like traveling back in time.
~VOW
Easy peasy.
From Texarkana:
Take I-30 west to Dallas
Fly from Dallas to Tokyo
Fly from Tokyo to London
Fly from London to New York
Fly from New York to my home town. I’ll pick you up at the airport.
Rules lawyering - you never said you had to drive all the way from Texarkana, only that you had to go west.
You’re right I never said.
I like your trip.
Someone (was it you?) likewise made a similar remark a few years ago in a thread on the subject.
Note that I did suggest taking CA-1 from the mouth of the Russian River and south of that. That’s why. Portions of CA-1 from the Russian River northward are wild crazy. South of that, not so much and only for some short-ish stretches.
I’ve seen people driving motor homes there. Now THAT’S CRAZY! :eek:
Oh damn. I thought that was the Northern Lights!
~VOW
IN the sense that I live in a northern state and generate a beatific glow, I guess you could say I am the Northern Lights. 
Nellie you are one bright lady!
I know this to be true.
So much for fighting ignorance. We have Nellie. (;))
To find my abode you should set your steps not westward, but to the north. Head north, and north again, 'til eternal the blizzard covers your footsteps, and continue, past where the ocean is held forever stilled in winter’s grip, onwards, 'till it seems as if time itself will freeze over. There you will see a great hall built of whale bones, with the entrance flanked by banners woven out of moonlight and rainbows. Push open the door, which is made of frozen souls and studded with stars, and we shall hold a feast that even the gods will sing of.