Ouch! I have been sufficiently chastised for leaving out a picture of Anabelle in yesterday’s post. Sorry! Hope this makes up for it.
We were out and about yesterday. I have certainly slowed down now that we’re retired, well, at least in my driving. We’re trying to stop and smell the roses (or the coffee for Marti). Not saying I was driving too slow, but we got passed by this car:
It was a 1901 Locomobile, steam powered and everything. The driver even tooted his steam whistle as he roared by us at an eye watering 15 mph. Maybe I am driving a little too slow.
Having never seen a Locomobile even in a museum, let along on the road, we had to look at it up close and personal.
The driver pulled into a parking lot and prepared to load the car into his trailer to take it home. 15 mph was breakneck speed back in 1901, but driving down an interstate today with it would find him as a hood ornament on a Peterbilt in no time.
The driver restored the car over a number of years and enjoys taking it out for Sunday drives and car shows.
It even had a real “trunk”.
The driver squeezed it in to his trailer and tied it down.
Just another fun thing we saw while wandering around. It is always neat to see a piece of living history. We wondered how many things we must have missed over the years when we were running back and forth to work. This retired life is really something, or as Judy would say: “Cool Beans”.
One more Anabelle picture. Hopefully this puts me back in our reader's good graces. ;c)
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