TULSA - COWETA - MUSKOGEE - TAHLEQUAH - FORREST CITY

Up in the morning and back on the last piece of Route 66 on the trip, The Cyrus Avery Centennial Plaza has the East Meets West: Symbolic Route 66 Midpoint sculptures and flags of all the states that the Mother Road traverses.
Just in case you didn't know what road you are on.  
The old bridge over the Arkansas River is fenced off. The new bridge next to it has a pedestrian path beneath the road.
On the other side of the river are these motel signs. They are the Will Rogers Motor Court, Oil Capital Motel and Tulsa Auto Court. They are replicas of the old classic signs.
Beautiful downtown Coweta.
Another town, another local museum. This time it is the Oklahoma Music Hall of Fame in Muskogee. With a name like that I expected something nice.
But it was another one of those small museums. I learned that Neal Schon, formerly of Santana and founding member of Journey, was from Oklahoma.
I knew Merle Haggard was an Oklahoman. He did have that song "Okie from Muskogee" after all.
A bunch of guitars and Chet Baker.
There was another museum across the street, the Three Rivers Museum, in what looks to have been another old railroad depot. I did not visit. I was getting burned out on local museums and had a long drive ahead of me.
The old Muskogee Hotel was fireproof and had a coffee shop.
The last stop on the trip before the long drive home was Tahlequah, Oklahoma. It is the capital of the Cherokee Nation. They have some good museums.
This is the Cherokee National Supreme Court Museum. The desk was owned by W.A. Duncan, a Cherokee citizen who was a member of the Cherokee delegation to Washington, D.C. in the 1890's. The chair was owned by Chief Justice of the Cherokee Supreme Court J.T. Parks.
The street signs are in both the English and the Cherokee language.
The Cherokee National History Museum is located in the old Cherokee National Capitol Building. The Cherokee museums were free and very well run and presented.
Outfits of various clans.
Cherokees often gave bandolier bags as diplomatic peacekeeping gifts. This one has stitching that says "To Genl Jackson From Sam Houston.
A lot of the museum focuses on the removal and relocation of the Cherokee. At the end are exhibits from more modern times. Don't ask to whom this outfit belongs. I didn't make note.
The last of the museums for the rainy day was the Cherokee National Prison Museum.
The old prison was built in 1875 to hold the most hardened criminals in the Indian Territory.
The scaffold is not original, but this is where the hangings happened.
A couple of jail cells.
Back into The Natural State.
I didn't want to stay in Little Rock again and preferred something closer to home, so I spent the night in Forrest City, about an hour west of Memphis.
I ate dinner at a local establishment, the Ole Sawmill Cafe enjoying a mushroom Swiss burger and more fried pickles.
Since the backup on the Arkansas side of the only remaining bridge over the Mississippi River always seemed much worse than the Tennessee side when I looked at Google Maps,  I decided to leave at 5:00 a.m. to beat any potential traffic. It was a Sunday morning, so I figured there would not be much trouble at around 6:00.
And there wasn't.
Back to the Volunteer State and another three hours until I got back home.

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