The KOA office has much information on the National Road in Illinois. We realize that we have never driven this route. Today is the day!
We begin our morning in Casey, IL. We find the World’s Largest Rocking Chair and the World’s Largest Wind Chime. The Wind Chime works. I am pulling with all my might with no result. John finally explains that I should be swinging the rope back and forth.
We drive to the World’s Largest Mail Box. Fortunately, I have some post cards handy as this is a working mail box.
We find a large pencil and a large ruler before heading to the golf course. Casey Country Club has the World’s largest golf tee. Nearby is the World’s Largest Pitchfork. What a great way to start the day!
Route 40 parallels the Interstate. We do not need the GPS today. Every time I look at the trucks and cars zooming by, I grin!
Our first stop after Casey is Greenup. The guide book tells us that the National Road goes through a covered bridge. We miss the turn for “Old National Road” but find a parking lot and hiking trail for the bridge.
I hike to the bridge and get a good picture. I also find traffic going through the bridge. We turn around and head back to town. Greenup is nicknamed “Village of Porches”. It looks like New Orleans.
Outside of town, we find the covered bridge and drive through it. It is our first “Drive Through” covered bridge.
We pass through Jewett, Montrose and Teutopolis. I read what each is famous for.
There is a large cross and a Corvette Museum in Effingham. We do not find the museum but we assume it is closed on Sunday.
In Altamont, we pull off to the side of the road for some lunch. A young police officer stops to check on us. He assures us that we are safely off the road and just wanted to make sure we were okay. We chat for a while and he wishes us safe travels.
We pass through St. Elmo and Brownstown. It is now decision time. It is eighty miles to St. Louis. Our first thoughts are to travel on. Our first thoughts are short lived. It is 1:00 and there is a campground in two miles. We opt for the campground. What’s the hurry?