Day 47 Canadaigua to Liverpool.

When I got up this morning and looked out of the window to see what the weather was like I had a shock. The weather wasn't the cause, but there in the car park bold as brass was a Model T Ford, in black of course. Next to it was a Model A Ford and both of them were on their way to a car show. I don't know where the car show was due to be held, but there was a big one in Syracuse the next weekend so it may have been there, and Liverpool is on the outskirts of Syracuse. I was straight out with the camera to collect an important piece of Americana. After breakfast our 5 went in the oposite direction to everyone else for a short distance to Starbucks so that Gary could get a decent coffee for breakfast. Steve and I took the opportunity to visit the lake as it was nearby.
We finally got going and the scenery was very pretty. We came to the head of the next Finger Lake, Seneca Lake, and soon after I got a photo of a yellow school bus, another piece to the collection. We then came upon Fred who had a flat. He had changed the tube but had no air, so Gary gave him a CO2 gas cannister to blow it up and he then rode with us to meet up with Alan in Waterloo where they were due to meet some friends from a previous ride. This meant I had riden from Geneva to Waterloo in just over half an hour!! The route was reasonably flat and the SAG at 30 miles was an easy ride.
We were still at the SAG when Fred and Alan turned up towing a great big black cloud with them, another thunder storm closing in. It was soon raining heavily so we stayed under cover and sat it out. When we did set out, around 50 minutes later, we missed a turn and at the same time Steve was having trouble with a hip muscle. the missed turn was beneficial though as I found an old Drive in Movie facility and there can't be many of them left in the country, so another couple of photos for the American Icon collection. We did not go back, but instead carried on and map read our way back onto the route later in the day. Nearing the end of the ride and after getting back on the route we found a Greek restaurant (Anna would be pleased), believe it or not called Zorba's, amazing but true. We had lunch there before ambling the last 5 miles into the hotel. We saw a lot of older American cars gathering in preparation for the show. At the hotel there were lots of old cars and hot-rods in the car park, though unfortunately no computer, so I went to the hotel next door and used the one in there, and while I was at it had one (or two) of their cookies that were being made for all the car drivers staying there who were heading for the show.
At this time Neil is in Michigan, not a million miles away, but too far for us to meet up, so as we are now in the same time zone he will ring me some time.
Today's distance was 74.2 miles.