(As always, click on any image for a full-sized view.)
This is nothing but a repeat of a previous ride, but routed counterclockwise. That means heading out to Peebly Road and dropping back to SE 89th and out to the Firelake Grand Casino, and then back for a 35 mile ride.
I never cease to wonder at the loveliness of Hog Creek Valley. Looking back north from SE 59th just east of Henney Road you can see this really grand view of some unnamed tributary to Hog Creek (Hog Creek is just over a sloping ridge off to the left). They merge just south of 59th, and whatever water runs in this one goes right under the intersection itself. Panning just to the left a bit we catch more of Henney Road sloping down to the bottom. 
That white gate in the distance is facing out onto Henney, but the pavement is below the line of sight. I always pause a bit when I get to this intersection because it is so pleasant to the eyes.
The next two shots waited until I got all the way out the casino. 
Just for scale, I rolled out to the edge of the parking lot near the interstate highway and caught my bike in the view. This facility is quite massive and a great many people treat it like a vacation destination — I kid you not. Then I rode on around the back, as this thing has a ring-road of sorts. The back parking lot was about half-full and there were more people moving about among the cars, this at roughly 9AM on a Thursday morning. Around on the opposite side from the first shot is a view of the parking garage. 
The two red-roofed buildings on the far right, way in the back, are the tribal clinic and a maintenance facility. I was standing on a concrete fixture in the RV park for this picture.
At this point the morning traffic rush is done so I encounter a lot less traffic along SE 74th heading back toward Newalla. However, Harrah-Newalla Road is busy as ever. Just short of that, I remembered to stop and catch his shot of a very old concrete silo with clay tiles on the outside facing. It’s no longer in use, but I’ve not seen anything like it anywhere else in Oklahoma. Short of trespassing, this is about the only view you can get of the thing.
As previously noted, Newalla itself is just a tiny little place with way too much foliage to allow a good picture to show the character of the place. 
The biggest thing in town is the old First Baptist Church (no, there’s no Second Baptist, and no other Baptist church, for that matter). The plaque over the door says 1946, but the bricks are 1960-1970s era refurbishing. On the far side of this is a newer facility built with steel and a concrete slab “curtain” shell. Hidden behind this and across SE 59th is their third major structure, a so-called Family Life Center that apparently includes church offices, because that’s the only place with cars parked around it. They used to have a big community outreach called the “Son Center” down facing Harrah Road, but now that part of the building there is up for rent.
But the vacant parking lot in front of the worship facility was a good place for picnic lunch. Having missed the previous two riding days, I was just a bit out of shape on this long ride and was wiped out by the time I got home.
