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The only ferry I've ever put a car on was from Maine to Nova Scotia, 25 years ago. The way they packed the cars into that boat was nuts! My wife didn't care, but I was freaking out thinking about our brand new Volvo getting all banged up.
The only ferry I've ever put a car on was from Maine to Nova Scotia, 25 years ago. The way they packed the cars into that boat was nuts! My wife didn't care, but I was freaking out thinking about our brand new Volvo getting all banged up.
However, no problem, no damage.
Those ferries are in the PacNW as well. Friends there use them all the time and damage to the car is not a concern. I've always wondered if insurance covers the car during transition over water?
I grew up on the island, but as a kid, we drove into the Bronx at least once a month (more during baseball season) to visit my great grandma. Very NY and very Italian. She was the best, but too stubborn to leave to the burbs with the family. So we had to schlep it into the BX
Each trip meant a bakery run. Egg cream and sfogliadelle were my go-to. Nostalgia is a hell of a drug
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The only ferry I've ever put a car on was from Maine to Nova Scotia, 25 years ago. The way they packed the cars into that boat was nuts! My wife didn't care, but I was freaking out thinking about our brand new Volvo getting all banged up.
However, no problem, no damage.
They operated these exact same ferry boats back when I was a kid. Back then, cars were able to pull into the lanes straight. Plenty of room in between to walk through.
Today, if all cars lined up straight, they wouldn't all fit into the boat. Lots of gigantic SUVs. So each car had to kind of angle here and there to make room.
4339940]Each trip meant a bakery run. Egg cream and sfogliadelle were my go-to. Nostalgia is a hell of a drug...
I did my fair share of bouncing back and forth between Suffolk Co. and Forest Park in the city. Typical Italian with a strong German twist... We all have/ had those stubborn relatives.
This time you brought a pic of a Black and White, back in June it was a shot of the entire pastry counter. I swear if on your next trip you bring a shot of some slices from your favourite pizza parlor...
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Top picture- Loveland Pass, Colorado, 13,xxxft of elevation. Drive from Michigan to Summit County for a week-long spring ski/board trip.
The roads were so much fun in CO. The only crappy part was the lack of power at that elevation. Literally felt like 100HP.
Bottom Picture- Copper Harbor, Michigan. Mountain bike trip.
Found some very nice smooth curvy roads to rip on right next to Lake Superior.
My friend Roger and I met up at a mid-point between Rochester NY and Columbus OH. Unfortunately, a true “mid-point” means somewhere in Central Pennsylvania. I say unfortunately, (and please excuse my judgmental comments), but Central PA is not a rewarding place to be. There is so much economic despair everywhere you look, and all the truly depressing things that go along with that… it was a bit overwhelming.
The highlight of our meet-up was a short day trip between DuBois and Punxsutawney. You might know that name from Punxsutawney Phil, the Groundhog. They have this kitschy annual event of Springtime where the groundhog either sees his shadow or doesn’t. As you might expect, there are full-sized plastic statues of the Groundhog all over the place. They lean into it pretty hard, LOL.
Our route wound into the countryside, and we hit it with somewhat less than safe behavior. I was constantly rowing through the gears against winding turns, and it was awesome. Roger took the lead because his F-Type R absolutely has more grunt than my G, so that when he dug into the throttle he wouldn’t be constrained by keeping pace with my car. Plus I got to enjoy all the crazy snaps and crackles the F-Type makes. If you’ve never heard that before… it’s amazing. IMO, there’s no car made that sounds as good as the F-Type under heavy throttle.
Sadly, we didn’t plan this trip well for pics and videos. In fact, we got zero videos this time, while the pics we took were few and poorly staged. But here are a few.
Oh, and on the way home my daughter and I stopped at the Zippo manufacturing plant and museum, in Bradford, PA. I know that might sound strange, but the museum and company store were fascinating.
My friend Roger and I met up at a mid-point between Rochester NY and Columbus OH. Unfortunately, a true “mid-point” means somewhere in Central Pennsylvania. I say unfortunately, (and please excuse my judgmental comments), but Central PA is not a rewarding place to be. There is so much economic despair everywhere you look, and all the truly depressing things that go along with that… it was a bit overwhelming.
The highlight of our meet-up was a short day trip between DuBois and Punxsutawney. You might know that name from Punxsutawney Phil, the Groundhog. They have this kitschy annual event of Springtime where the groundhog either sees his shadow or doesn’t. As you might expect, there are full-sized plastic statues of the Groundhog all over the place. They lean into it pretty hard, LOL.
Our route wound into the countryside, and we hit it with somewhat less than safe behavior. I was constantly rowing through the gears against winding turns, and it was awesome. Roger took the lead because his F-Type R absolutely has more grunt than my G, so that when he dug into the throttle he wouldn’t be constrained by keeping pace with my car. Plus I got to enjoy all the crazy snaps and crackles the F-Type makes. If you’ve never heard that before… it’s amazing. IMO, there’s no car made that sounds as good as the F-Type under heavy throttle.
Sadly, we didn’t plan this trip well for pics and videos. In fact, we got zero videos this time, while the pics we took were few and poorly staged. But here are a few.
Oh, and on the way home my daughter and I stopped at the Zippo manufacturing plant and museum, in Bradford, PA. I know that might sound strange, but the museum and company store were fascinating.
Indeed! The towns didn't have much to offer, but the food was good and, with the two of you, the company even better! It's always good to see and hang out with you John!
it was more about the friends!
