We followed our Cadillac Ranch visit with a quick drive down Amarillo's remnant of Route 66.
Several antique shops and tattoo parlors now line this stretch, but since it was Sunday, everything was closed.
A few of the stores gave a hint of the road's storied past, like this bar housed in an old gas station.
After that trip down memory lane, we met T and friends for lunch. It was good to get to visit with them a little more while we were in town.
From there we headed to Palo Duro Canyon. Several had told us it was a must-see, and even though I'd been there with my parents 20-something years earlier, we wanted to drive through the state park before heading home.
I had to laugh when Dede suddenly remembered her fear of heights as we neared the first scenic overlook! She did a great job with the winding roads, and even though it wasn't Colorado-scary, I was really glad she was behind the wheel!
We were blown away by the rock formations and the many colors! Here's a sampling of what we saw during our brief visit there.
Unfortunately, in all our travels, we never came across this guy and these groovy dancers! Guess we were about 30 years too late...