How far we traveled yesterday was surprising. We traveled the pre-1930s leg of the Route from Springfield to Staunton then took the highway back north for a while and traveled the 1930-1940 route back to Staunton. It seemed like very little time had passed when we found ourselves standing at the gates of the Old Chain of Rocks Bridge.
The old bridge spans the Mississippi River. In the heyday of Route 66, it took traffic across the mighty river. Today, it only accepts foot and bicycle traffic. The mile-long bridge is a nice walk.
I remember standing on the bridge for the first time last year and feeling the exhilaration of standing over the Mighty Mississippi. This year was still an awesome feeling, but it felt more like a welcome home.
Because of how quickly we seemed to travel, we get to explore a bit of Missouri today.
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