This is the kind of cafe you find on America’s two lane highways. The old timers gather to share the news, and the cute waitress, Shannon, keeps the coffee cups full. She stops to talk with each customer and knows most of them by their first names.
Halfway into my “good for all day” breakfast, Sheila, Rose of the Road grabbed my arm and said eagerly, “Look out the window.” I figured maybe the chocolate store across the street had just hung out a “Big Sale” sign.....but no, a fine green machine called the Giddy Up Go has just pulled up to the curb.
Not being one to miss an obvious opportunity, I step outside, and strike up a conversation with Jim, her owner. Jim has been working on this 1923 Model T delivery wagon for ten years. The work is all his, and he proudly shares its details. Seems this was a milk truck and belonged to the grandfather of a local man. He tells me it’s the only C Cab Delivery Model T in Washington and that the art work on the panel was done by an artist who also does work for Budweiser Beer.
It s a beautiful machine and Jim is a lucky fellow to have it. In the 18 second movie, Jim tells why he built the Giddy Up Go, and as he pulls out you get a change to hear that engine sing a few notes. Give it a few seconds to load and it should play in your Windows Media player.
Windows Media Video
We finish breakfast and after Sheila does a little antique shopping, we drive down old 99 to Eds roadside Hot Dog stand. Ed has been here for five years and has made a success selling barbeque burgers and hot dogs beside the old Pacific Highway. I remember driving by when he had just a lawn chair and a barbeque. Now he is a regular fixture of the community, and a popular stop along the old highway.
When we arrive there is a small crowd gathered including a fellow in typical Northwest lumberjack garb, with the red suspenders, blue-gray shirt with rolled sleeves, and heavy work boots. We see fewer and fewer of these men as logging diminishes as a way of life around here. I’m afraid they are going the way of the Indian as the symbol of the Northwest.
The early customers are fed and Ed comes out from behind the counter and his able assistant Reese takes a break. I wondered whether it was Ed’s barbeque or Reese that attracted the crowd.
Rose of the Road suggested I stop speculating.
If you have access to a music service and don’t know the song Giddy Up Go, take a listen. And Keep the Show on the Road!