York, here’s a pic of the beast.
Regards, Chris
TF, wherever you are, here’s a pic of the Corvette with my grandnephews. They live in the D.C. area and whenever they drive to VT to visit their grandparents they stop here in MA. If summertime first thing is a quick Corvette ride, then off to the layout to watch trains. In a couple of years the oldest will be handed a throttle and he can run his own train. Hopefully they catch the fever, so when I take my dirt nap they can inherit all the “stuff” and start their own journey in the hobby. Of course the layout itself, minus electronics, buildings, rolling stock, etc. will be also buried, but in a landfill.
Regards, Chris
Good afternoon all. A warm day 22C Not as warm as yesterdays 31C but I like it.
Oldest grandson thought he was stopping over here tonight, but his parents want him home. Youngest grandson is staying here instead.
Penistone Viaduct - Huddersfield Exposed: Exploring the History of the Huddersfield Area
The late C3s were my favorite years of the Corvettes. They’re a lot of fun to drive. My bro used to have an 81.
DirtyD, the 73’s were the start of the serious detuning of the C3’s. Fortunately mine is a big block so though down on overall HP it still has plenty of torque. And yes, they are fun to drive. The ‘73’s were more comfortable and drove nicer than the 68’s.
Regards, Chris
When a retired principal I knew was asked, “So, what are you doing in retirement?”, his reply was, “Anything I want.”
When I retired early I did what my mentor (late Bill O’Brien) did. I threw down some colouring pencils on the Manager’s desk and said, “Colour me gone,” and walked out.
Hello all! Havent been by in a little while, how is everyone doing?
We’re back from our honeymoon- Hawaii was quite the trip, even with a (thankfully) minor natural disaster thrown in for good measure. The wedding was a lot of fun, but I dont think I’ll do it again
Welcome back, Mike, and congratulations!
Not many cars can pull off looking good in orange. That Corvette, however, looks great! I also love the raised white letter tires. Makes any vehicle look more capable, in my mind.
Yup, pretty much sums up my day yesterday!
Always the best choice.
Just came in from baling hay, err, mowing the lawn. Egads it was long. Not sure how it got that far away from me.
Water level route, thnx for the kind words regarding the Vette. I agree about the color. All the C5’s-C8’s orange shades look like Hot Wheel cars to me, with the exception of Daytona Sunrise offered only the first year of the C7’s. BTW, my car still has its original paint. Pretty cool indeed.
Regards, Chris
Good morning Diners. A large coffee on the go please, Zoe.
All our grandchildren are visiting today. It does not happen often. The boys are doing boys things and the girls are with Dawn doing girly things.
I am not into watching Harry Pottingshed, but when I saw this I had to take a picture
We’re back into summer temps for the next days – mid to upper 90s, heat index over 100°, humid, – all good reasons to stay in air conditioning and work on the trains!
It’s amazing – school started and everything went well without me! For years I wondered how they would ever get by with me not being the principal taking care of everything. I guess I was not indispensable.
Not a railroad bridge, but it is a train crossing under a bridge. From the 1958 Union Pacific calendar:
Have a great Friday, everyone!
I’m enjoying the bridges, York 1. Are you taking requests?
How about the Kinzua trestle and/or the bridge at Quebec?
Regarding school starting after retirement: I felt the same way! But not for long.
Like the lady said about owning a private railroad car, “Used to it? There’s no getting used to it; one takes to it instantly!”
Hi John,
I recall that dreadful school that I attended, as a pupil.
On that last day, I walked out between those school gates, never looked back, never went back.
Paul.
That is sad, Paul.
I was lucky regarding schools. Each one I attended I was pleased to be there.
Howdy everyone. Janie, I’ll have a grilled ham and cheese and a cherry coke please.
Trying to get lunch lined up for tomorrow with my youngest daughter’s boyfriend. Poor kid. Not only did she just move away to college, he leaves for school on Sunday (in the exact opposite direction as my daughter), and who is helping him get ready at home? Nobody. His mom and stepdad decided to take a vacation and leave him totally alone his last week at home, when he is already going to be missing my daughter like crazy. Sure, they said they will meet him at his dorm and help him haul in stuff, but I’ll be surprised if that actually happens. Oh, and his 18th birthday is next week Wednesday, but they’re not going to bother celebrating it with him. Unbelievable.
You guys make me jealous. I can’t wait for the day I can walk out the door of work and never come back. I would love to be able to just leave without notice, but I would screw over a lot of good people by trying to screw over the people that deserve it.
According to the all knowing Google, Kinzua bridge is in Pennsylvania. You’re going to have to take this one.
As for school, I enjoyed high school, but haven’t been back either and I only live about 10 minutes away today. It was a rough time of life for me back then, and while school was good, I would rather not have some of the other memories come back.
My stomach is telling me it’s time for real food. I’ll check back later. Have a good day everyone!
I hope there weren’t students feeling that way about my school, but I know there probably were.
I have been to the Kinzua viaduct/bridge/trestle about a dozen times over 50 years and ridden over it behind a Chinese-built steam engine. I was hoping for a classic photo of it.
It’s odd that the Kinzua structure is not a bridge, yet everyone calls it that. It’s not a viaduct, either: it’s a steel trestle, at least to my way of thinking.
My town has a stone viaduct over the Cuyahoga River; naturally it’s called the Main Street bridge by everyone. Go figure.