It opened in 1929 as a vaudeville theatre and has been in use ever since. A volunteer gave us a tour and information about the theatre which was built in less than a year by George Coleman who was a millionaire owner of lead and zinc mines.
It was open and we went in to view the elaborate interior. We got back on the bike and went back downtown to see the historic Coleman Theatre. By the time we had eaten our burgers, the rain had stopped and the sun came out. I ran outside and quickly got the covers on the seats. As we were waiting, all of a sudden it started pouring rain.
We parked the bike and got in the long line to order our food. The diner was at the far eastern end of town and was very busy.
I had read about a Route 66 diner that was recommended – the Ku Ku Diner, so we turned on Main St. We made it into Miami (named after the Miami Indians and pronounced ‘Miamuh’) at about 11:30. Our plan was to get into Miami before the predicted severe weather hit the area later this afternoon.Ī note on services through this section: a few miles east of Afton there was a Dollar Store, a C-store, a motel and a café. We stopped at a C-store in Afton but that was it for breaks. It was more likely that they could be going the route of the many squished armadillos we've seen along the highways. We could barely pedal, we were laughing so hard! There was no way they could catch us as we were crusing along at about 13 mph. It was a rather boring ride today except for the 3 miniature terriers that came barreling out of a farm to chase us. Except for a few miles east of Afton, we had a wide shoulder. The road we were on had a lot of truck traffic which we figured was due to them avoiding the toll for the nearby interstate. Several times as we neared their pastures, the cattle took off running in the opposite direction! Usually cattle just stand there chewing their cud and staring at us. There were also lots of cattle ranches with the most skittish animals we have ever seen. Our route today was mostly flat except for a few minor hills as we rolled past fields of wheat and corn. Don said he was sweating before he even got on the bike! The humidity was so high that it seemed that you could cut it with a knife! Ugh. When we walked out of the motel at 7:30 am this morning it was already 70 degrees and overcast with low hanging grey clouds. If a day goes by that don’t change some of your old notions for new ones that is just about like trying to milk a dead cow.” – Woody Guthrie “Life has a habit of not standing hitched.
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