This is a continuation of my chronicling a recent Route 66 journey to celebrate th 100th anniverary of the “Mother Road.” To read the first entries start here.
Now for a CONFESSION: We strayed from the Route 66 route as we crossed into Missouri from Illinois for a few reasons. First, my driving companion Marji had always dreamt of navigating through the Ozark Mountains to visit Laura Ingalls Wilder’s home, where she wrote the beloved Little House on the Prairie series. Secondly, there was a curious allure surrounding a place called Branson. Lastly, it felt like a good idea in the moment.
Laura Ingalls Wilder home, Mansfield, Missouri
Marji is an avid admirer of Laura Ingalls Wilder. Numerous children (and adults) have cherished her books that recount her experiences on the prairie. One our third travel day we journeyed through the winding mountains of the Ozarks, which were breathtakingly beautiful despite the deluge of rain! The drive took significantly longer than anticipated, mostly due to the weather. Nevertheless, we arrived during their “open” hours – or so we thought! However, as we pulled into the muddy parking lot, it was evident that they were NOT OPEN! Not a single car was present, and there were no signs of “life.” Our hopes for a tour or the chance to explore the enchanting home that felt so near yet was frustratingly distant were dashed! To make this situation sadder, a car with children showed up just minutes after us, their little faces filled with disappointment upon discovering they couldn’t tour the home either. They clutched their Little House on the Prairie books with such enthusiasm! Oh, I was so heartbroken for them!
Despite this “glitch,” we did manage to snap a few “memory” photos and then pressed on to Branson.



Branson
I won’t lie; I find myself puzzled by Branson, Missouri. It embodies multiple “identities” that can be quite bewildering! Initially, we were drawn to Branson with the expectation of enjoying some wholesome country music shows—perhaps even attending the Dolly Parton Stampede. I envisioned a southern country version of “Las Vegas,” but what I encountered was entirely different. The town oscillates between a clear connection to conservative Christian values and a lively family theme park atmosphere! To add to the perplexity, there’s also a surprising amount of burlesque. My head was spinning within the first hour.
But, then our outlook changed as we decided to check out TOP OF THE ROCK. This is a wonderful place to visit. Owned and operated by the family that started the famous business – –BASS PRO SHOPS. (The TOP of the ROCK is part of the BIG CEDAR corporation, as well.)
Their website describes this establishment as folllows:
Experience the Ozark Mountains and Table Rock Lake in all its glory at Top of the Rock. Resting beautifully at the highest elevation in Taney County, Top of the Rock offers world-class recreational activities and attractions. Just south of Branson, Missouri, you’ll find multiple restaurants, a scenic golf cart cave tour, a par-3 golf course, a fascinating history museum, stunning sunset ceremonies, and so much more.
Note: The TOP of the ROCK charges a $10 entry fee. Worth it.
There is a shuttle service and tons of kind people answering questions. Wardrobe is country club / golf course casual – but nice. Here is a short video from before we took the shuttle even further up the mountain. (We were gifted bubbles from a friend – and they were perfect to use in this video.)
The main restaurants have extraordinary views and at sunset and a musician playing the bagpipes serenaded us all! Reservations are required for some of the eateries. We ate at the Buffalo Bar.. (Check out their full complement of restaurants here.)
By the way, the waitstaff at the Buffalo Bar was extraordinary with more than one person able to converse in American Sign Language. And, the facility was fully ADA compliant.



Tip: order the lobster mac and cheese. Nothing more divine!

The Sunset Ceremony Serenades People at the Top of the Rock
THIS. After a full day of driving with some disappointments – THIS night at the TOP of the ROCK was one of my favorite travel experiences. Remarkable. Memorable. Very special indeed.
ARKANSAS
Here is a piece of trivia – Arkansas is not on Route 66. The Mother Road bypasses this state and continues from Missouri to Kansas and then into Oklahoma. Kansas has a whopping 13 miles on Route 66.
Despite not being on the official Route 66, we headed to Arkansas to visit some of Marji’s family and for me to be able to officially cross off Arkansas as the 48th US state I have visited!* I was eager to explore a few notable spots, including a charming stop in Fort Smith. However, once again, our timing was off for the one place I had marked as a must-visit. I had wanted to see Miss Laura’s Brothel Museum, but we arrived just a bit too late. Rather than lamenting our missed opportunity, we decided to drive to Tulsa, Oklahoma, where the vibrant NEON lights of Route 66 awaited us!
Not to worry- someday, perhaps, I’ll have a chance spend more time in Fort Smith!
*Only two more states to go- Idaho and Montana
TIP: It is wise to get your National Park Service pass (yearly or the senior “forever” pass). This pass can save time and money.
Route 66 Associations (Each state)- by the National Park Service































































































































































