Down, down the rabbit hole
It’s always a pleasure to turn first to the Travel section. You’ve done a great job.
Now, about that rabbit photo on the cover of the April 1 Travel section (“Leaps Off the Landscape,” by Mary Forgione).
When I was a kid in New York about 60 years ago and would travel around New England, there were two sets of signs I always remembered. One was for Harold’s Club.
Next to the Harold’s Club sign was a gigantic black jack rabbit. The sign read, Jack Rabbit Trading Post, and the mileage to Joseph City, Ariz., which is where it was located.
I finally got to the Jack Rabbit Trading Post in my late teens.
It was a shack with a soda machine outside in those days. What a letdown. I bought a couple souvenirs, probably made in China, which I still have. It’s still on old Route 66.
Rabbit sculptures in California wine country don’t hold a candle to gigantic jack rabbits on the Boston Post Road in Mamaroneck, N.Y. Robert M. Rosenthal Burbank
The antler arch in Jackson, Wyo., in the April 1 article looks interesting, but the World’s Largest Elkhorn Arch is about 70 miles south on U.S. 89 in Afton, Wyo.
It spans the entire four lanes of the town’s main drag and features a statue of two sparring bull elks on top. It’s impressive! Dave Hunsaker North Tustin