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Airway arrows are an obscure part of American aviation history. When I found that I would be joining the team at the City of Rocks I started looking around for interesting things to do in the area. I found that the Strevell Airway Arrow was nearby. For an explanation of airway arrows this web site has a pretty good description.
This arrow is located about 300 feet east of the intersection of old Highway 81 and the Strevell Road.

The arrow
Not much is left of Strevell except a portion of a building. The most I could find out about the town was in the gathering gardiners web site. It had gas stations, a school, and a hotel before the town died.
Below is a photo of the one remaining building which doesn’t have much left and I’m not sure what keeps it standing. Both sides of this building have concrete basements and building foundation, but no upper building. Compare my photo to the photo I found at the gathering gardiners web site below it.


It looks like both ends of the building were cut off and only the small middle section of the original building remains. How curious.
Driving to Strevell I passed through the remains of Naf. What little bit I found about the town indicated that this dance hall was a lively place Saturday night. Now it looks like one family lives there and the cafe was closed when I drove by.

A hopping place in the past.

Naf

The Naf welcoming committee. Friendly dog.
Was that arrow so that pilots would know where the landing strip was? What an adventure. I love the greeter doggy.
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The arrows told them which way to fly. Flying was for the bold and only by sight.
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I happened upon this page because I was looking for information about this area. My great-grandfather was part Blackfoot Indian, and he had bought some property near Strevell and near Burley. I have yet to really check any of them out, but I want to. My aunt had been paying the property taxes on them, but turned it over to me in the event I had interest…which I do. It may well cost too much in attorney fees to probate the land into my name. In that event, I’d just let it (sadly) foreclose. I want to get up there and at least see if it is nothing more than grazing lands for cattle. (Alison Bardo-San Diego, CA)
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