We departed the Hannibal area early, and continued west. Missouri has its own flavor, with more rolling hills and forests spreading far and wide amidst the farmlands. One thing is for certain though – the St. Louis Cardinals are well named for there seem to be scads of red cardinals flitting around here. There are sights to be seen on this road – Walt Disney’s hometown, General Pershing’s hometown, and so on – but we skipped those for St. Joseph’s and the Pony Express Museum.
St. Joseph’s is a prosperous community on the shores of the muddy Missouri river. We drove in on a high rise bridge that skirted the river, over the vast railroad yards, and descended into the city to find the legendary eastern terminus of the Pony Express. It didn’t take long, and we found the long low brick stables that were once used by the short-lived outfit, now a well done museum, explaining the aspects of the service that lasted for only 19 months before the Civil War, with dioramas of the various landscapes, and life sized versions of a wagon and an express outpost, not to mention the telegraph that replaced the express, and other unique and curious artifacts to delight the average tourist.